by Jackie Hill-Perry
He wanted to watch wrestling; I wanted to watch the Food Network.
As we both raced to grab the remote, in hopes of having first dibs on our entertainment for the evening, I lost the battle. So I grabbed his arm, pulling and tugging as hard as I could, trying to pry the remote out of his hand—a hand much larger and an arm much stronger than my own. I continued to fight for the remote until I realized that, no matter how hard I tried, I was not stronger than him.
He was a man, and I was a woman. We were both human, yet very different in how we were built—and I HATED IT.
The “War of the Remote” is a trivial story, but it was for me a very new experience that sparked my journey to complementarianism. Read more ...