Fannie Swartzentruber, Ecclesial Gaslighting, and The Witness of Holy Disruption

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Fannie and Ernest Swartzentruber. Virginia Mennonite Conference archives, Papers of Va. Menn. Bd. of Missions and Charities, Box “Harold Huber’s Papers, Broad Street Mennonite Church Materials (History, etc.)”

Tobin Miller Shearer

Fannie Swartzentruber has stuck with me for more than a dozen years. I first encountered this unassuming church matron from Gay Street Mennonite Mission in Harrisonburg, Virginia, back in March of 2005 while on a research trip to Eastern Mennonite University’s archives. As I read of her life and legacy, I was impressed with the deliberation, focus, and passion she brought to her ministry with the African-American community in Harrisonburg during the 1940s. Although her story, like all of ours, is complex—at times burdened by white paternalism and the patent racism of her era and at times leavened by a deep courage and fidelity of friendship across many decades—she nonetheless speaks to our present moment because of her witness of holy disruption.

Disruption in the church is, by its very nature, controversial. During the Mennonite Church USA gathering in Kansas City in 2015, Pink Menno activists disrupted the assembly meetings with a piece of satirical theater that left as many angered and frustrated as elated and energized. There have been other acts of holy disruption in the Mennonite world that have garnered attention. In February 2003, a group of activists connected to the Damascus Road anti-racism process disrupted a meeting of the Mennonite Central Committee Central States board to call for action to dismantle racism in the organization.1 In the 1980s, a homelessness advocate and Mennonite minister by the name of David Hayden disrupted meetings of the Virginia Conference to demand delegates’ attention to housing issues in their region.

Given Mennonites’—and especially white Mennonites of European descent—love of order, decorum, and respectability, it is perhaps no wonder that activists have chosen to disrupt convention meetings, delegate sessions, and occasionally even worship services. The payoff in attention to their cause, even if accompanied by frustration, anger, and, sometimes outright animosity, has been disproportionate to the risk. There was little chance that peace-loving Mennonites would physically assault interlopers. Even when emissaries of the 1969 reparations movement known as the Black Manifesto threatened to disrupt worship services, Lancaster Mennonite Conference leaders enjoined ministers to engage in “orderly discussion” rather than “calling . . . the police” or “attempting to restrain those who would enter our services.”2

No wonder then that Swartzentruber caused such a fuss. In 1940, the Virginia Mennonite Conference’s executive committee announced that they would be conforming to the “general attitude of society in the South toward the intermingling of the two races.”3 The executive committee segregated the rites of baptism, the holy kiss, foot washing, and communion, claiming that they did so in “the best interests of both colored and white.”4 Not coincidentally, they instituted the Jim Crow policy even as Mennonites in Virginia faced increased pressure for their non-conformity to the country’s military buildup during World War II.5

Swartzentruber and her husband Ernest challenged their supervisors, demanding scriptural backing for the action. In a highly unusual reply, the bishops declared that not every decision necessitated scriptural mandates. Rather, they stated, “as a matter of expediency we must make some distinction to meet existing conditions.”6 The decision to take away the shared communion cup particularly devastated Fannie.

For the better part of four years, Swartzentruber went along with the dictate. She took communion from a separate cup. She watched Eastern Mennonite College deny admission to the daughter of one her African-American co-believers, Roberta Webb. She said good-bye to her long-time companion, Rowena Lark, as Lark and her husband moved away from the Jim Crow South to plant churches in Chicago. Swartzentruber went along with the demands of her religious community—until she could no longer do so.

During the communion service at Gay Street Mennonite Mission in the fall of 1944, Swartzentruber had had enough. She got up and marched out.

And she kept on marching. Toting her youngest daughter Rhoda in her arms, Swartzentruber walked four miles out of town to the farm north of Harrisonburg where she and Ernest lived. When Ernest returned home from church, she informed him that “she would never again sit through such a service.”7

Disruptive actions, whether ecclesial or otherwise, bear consequences. Church responses to those who transgress boundaries of decorum have often been just as debilitating, if not more so, than secular responses. Communities who preach grace and reconciliation in the midst of retaliation amplify the damage they do to transgressors. Even when camouflaged with scriptures, gaslighting is still gaslighting. In this instance, Mennonites were no exception.

A scant four months after Swartzentruber disrupted the Gay Street communion service, members of the Virginia Mennonite Board of Missions dismissed Fannie and Ernest from their positions as matron and superintendents of the Gay Street mission.8 Although officially cloaked in bureaucratic double-talk as “voluntary expression of willingness . . . to discontinue,” the decision was anything but voluntary. Family members attested to the trauma that both Fannie and Ernest experienced in the aftermath of their dismissal, trauma that was furthered by the ecclesial gaslighting they encountered.9

It was not until 1955 that Virginia Conference leaders overturned their segregation dictate. In a statement that year they publicly acknowledged their “former spiritual immaturity” and pledged to extend “the right hand of fellowship” to all “true believers.”10

But Fannie was not present for that conference statement. She and Ernest had left Harrisonburg in the aftermath of their ejection from Gay Street, settling in Greenwood, Delaware, in 1946, and then, following the death of her husband in 1986, moving to northern Indiana where she attended a Baptist congregation through her passing in 1999.

Regardless of the prophetic truth they often offer, holy disrupters bear the long-term consequences of their actions. In Swartzentruber’s case, her spontaneous march from the sanctuary to the streets resulted in her dismissal and in a long-term alienation from the church community that she loved.

Historical precedents are only sometimes illuminating of our present circumstances. Both past and present are complex and never map exactly one on one. But there are connections, tendrils we can draw across time. In this instance, I simply wonder whether the church can do better now. How will church leaders respond to those who have followed in Swartzentruber’s footsteps? Can they respond with grace rather than retaliation? Will the church let go of its gaslighting past? Will they find better ways to respond to the actions of holy disrupters like those who have called out church leaders for their collusion in the face of sexual abuse and those who have demanded that the voices of the LGBTQ community be included in the conversation about human sexuality?

Swartzentruber was alienated from her faith community, but she and her husband Ernest did experience a modicum of restoration. In the mid 1980s, while visiting the congregation that emerged from the Swartzentrubers’ work at Gay Street, the Broad Street Mennonite Church, members of the congregation apologized. They used the occasion of their church’s fiftieth anniversary to acknowledge that Fannie and Ernest had been wronged and that, on behalf of the Virginia Conference, they were sorry for their actions.

Fannie and Ernest were left in tears. Their family members later reported that the gesture, even though small and absent of official Conference approval, had freed them from a “depth of pain” that they had born for three decades.

In our present moment, I can only hope that the church moves much more quickly to restoration with those who have offered holy disruption.

  1. In the interest of full disclosure, the author helped organize that event. 
  2. “Lancaster Conference Peace Committee Responds to Black Manifesto,” Gospel Herald, August 12 1969. 
  3. Tobin Miller Shearer, Daily Demonstrators: The Civil Rights Movement in Mennonite Homes and Sanctuaries (Baltimore: Johns Hopkins Press, 2010), 43. 
  4. Ibid., 36. 
  5. Ibid., 43. 
  6. Ibid., 37. 
  7. Ibid., 41. 
  8. “Executive Committee Meeting – Friday 10:00 A.M., January 5, 1945,” (Harrisonburg, Va.: Virginia Mennonite Board of Missions And Charities, 1945). 
  9. Harold Huber and Vida Huber, “Interview with Harold and Vida Huber,” ed. Tobin Miller Shearer (Harrisonburg, Va., 2005). 
  10. Linden M. Wenger, “Progress Report on Integration,” Gospel Herald, February 9 1960. 

11 thoughts on “Fannie Swartzentruber, Ecclesial Gaslighting, and The Witness of Holy Disruption

  1. Tobin thanks for this! I was present on the stage with the “disrupters” in KC that Thursday morning in 2015. I was moved by this piece to feel a spiritual connection with my great aunt Fannie! There is a bit more history that could be explored here. For a period of years I don’t know precisely, Ernest and Fannie returned to Virginia and gave leadership to the Rehoboth Mennonite Church in Schuyler, a Virginia Conference congregation! What did it take on their part, carrying the wound they had received, to return to Virginia and serve?


    • Rehobeth was established as and was part of the Conservative Mennonite Conference for many years. There was no Mennonite church at Schuyler until my parents bought a farm and went to live there. That was their home thereafter. Both of my parents are buried there. My mother lived at Greencroft for the last few years of her life, after Papa died, but Virginia was her home and whenever possible she returned to visit her friends (and me.) They didn’t just go to live there “for a period of years”.
      Rehobeth did eventually, for practical reasons, become part of the Virginia Conference.


      • Thelma, our family visited your family in Amelia County, VA, in 1945. Did your family move directly from Harrisonburg to Amelia County? Did you move from Amelia directly to Schuyler in 1952?


  2. Glad to see of your interest and additional commentary. There is so much more to write about Ernest and Fannie. I was aware of that return but couldn’t fit it in to the article. It came up in one of the oral histories I did a number of years back. Thanks for bringing it up here.


  3. Thank-you, Tobin. I’m a VMC pastor and I live just two blocks from the site of the Gay Street Mission. I think often of Fannie and of Rowena Lark, who embody for me some of the griefs and losses suffered by those who speak and stand for righteousness and justice. I was surprised when I moved here three years ago to discover that many of the African American elders in this community still speak very fondly of the Mennonite Sunday Schools and Vacation Bible Schools they attended as children. Sometimes the fruit is hidden (at least from institutional census-takers) but still abundant. None of those people are Mennonites today, and I can’t help but think that this story played a significant role in that, but even so, Fannie’s legacy is alive and well. I’ve also wondered at times if there are any threads of connection between this story and Broad Street’s expulsion from VMC, which seems to have happened in a matter of months – perhaps Fannie and Rowena’s legacy of holy disruption lived on in that congregation’s life as well.


  4. I wonder what my grandmother would think of her granddaughter who is on the front lines of the LGBT movement within the Mennonite Church. She is a pastor of a congregation that is welcoming LGBT people with open arms, and if I am not mistaken, married several same sex couples. While I am not a Christian by any stretch of the imagination because of a number of incidents that have happened to me in my life (being bullied by Mennonite kids in the community we lived in starting in the sixth grade all the way through high school and watching one of them become a millionaire-just one of the incidents) I have the utmost respect for my grandparents for what they tried to accomplish. Having said that, I also have been somewhat angry with them, and in turn, my parents because of their passiveness due to their faith. I was told to never fight, and this one statement has affected me my entire life. What I am trying to say is that an attitude that is respected by many, many people, also had consequences far more reaching than most people understand. I have never been able to confront these individuals, although in the last several years I am certainly considering this avenue. I am the oldest grandson of Ernest and Fannie. I love them more than they ever knew.


  5. Mamma and Papa never left the Mennonite church. They were active in Delaware and had hoped to establish a Mennonite congregation in Schuyler. Mamma went to the Baptist church when she was at Greencroft partly because they had a system which made it easier for her to hear and she liked the preacher. She never considered herself anything but a Mennonite which is not to say that she didn’t carry wounds.


  6. Powerful article, Tobin! Anyone reading this can draw the parallels and appropriate the lesson to address our challenges in the Mennonite Church today.


  7. Roberta Webb went on to finish a college education. (I am unaware of ehich college she attended.) She taught for many years and was highly respected by people who knew her. She spent her final years at the Virginia Mennonite Home where she was the only person of color with only two people of color on staff. I met her as a child and was always impressed by her character. She was an amazing woman.


  8. Peggy Webb enrolled first at Hesston College and then graduated from EMU in 1954. I imagine that Fannie’s actions indirectly influenced EMU’s decision to enroll Willis Johnson in 1948, thereby becoming the first historically-white college in the Commonwealth of Virginia (and likely the entire Deep South) to enroll an African-American student. Peggy was the first African-American graduate of the university. Berea College in Kentucky was enrolling African-American students already in the 1800s but had to discontinue this practice in 1904 because of Kentucky’s “Day Law.”


  9. I very much appreciated reading this article. I have known a bit about my Grandpa’s (David S. Yoder) sister, Fannie, and the work they did in Schuyler, and the story of her leaving the communion service in protest of the obvious discrimination. But this is the first time I’ve read or understood some of the rest of the story. I applaud Aunt Fannie and Uncle Ernest, and would agree that their influence goes far beyond what we see today. However, without hoping to create the normal reactions and anger that often comes in these discussions, sincere followers of Jesus on both sides of color and gender, etc., would see a great difference in the issues Aunt Fannie was protesting and the things we face with the LGBT issues among us today. The church has failed to address this issue properly, and we have much to be ashamed of in attitudes and hatred and fear, but it is a very different issue. Having said that, Jay, I doubt your grandma would be applauding the decisions of her granddaughter, but I bet she would be kind to her in their differences…and would not have found it necessary to hate and fight. Jesus forgives us, and out of that we have grace and strength to love and forgive others, and it is not a burden we bear, but a privilege we’ve been given. It is our inheritance from Jesus, and there are no words to express this freedom. Mark Yoder, Jr.


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