The translators of the Divine Feminine Version see Jesus portrayed sometimes as Divine Wisdom (Matt. 11:`19; 1 Cor. 1:24, 30). This Divine Wisdom is also a feminine personification of God in the book of Proverbs. As the Holy Spirit, She is God-in-action.
It is God-in-action I most need to emulate now for my son Marshall’s sake; yet I cannot without Mother God’s mighty power, as well as Her wisdom. But can Mother God really be powerful like Father God?
Ten years ago a group of us would gather for evening prayer, and sometimes recited the creed as, “I believe in God, the Mother Almighty, Maker of Heaven and Earth.” I wanted to use this phrase in my dissertation material. My then-adviser balked at the absurd contradiction in terms: Almighty Mother. He thought it just didn’t ring true.
Yet, every child knows the power of their own mother even long after they must hide that fact of our existence (especially men). To dust we return, but also to mothers we return, crying “mama!” on the death-bed. It’s one of the most profound certainties in life, that a mother’s relationship to us is powerful and even holy, especially as babies.
Sensing this, mothers carry enormous weight and guilt when it turns out we are not actually divine, that we are imperfect humans. And we hide away the pain of that realization into some notion that it is Father who we can see as Almighty, who can emulate God. Just look at those muscles!
No, Almighty Mother is a proper title for God. It just hits too close to our hearts. God too fails us; God appears less than all-powerful or less than perfectly good, just like our mothers. And then we are abandoned, alone.
This is how my son Marshall feels now. Mom wasn’t there when he needed me the most, when he was alone with the bully and an uncaring teacher, and even now, I flounder to know how to help. He says, “God left me by the roadside.”
His dad wasn’t there to rescue him, either, of course. But somehow that abandonment doesn’t shake or surprise like one by a non-omniscient, non-ubiquitous mother.
We have nothing some days but hope that Mother God is Divine Wisdom and is bigger than we know; and that Jesus too thought God had failed him (“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” he cried). Yet He was wrong.
So what is right? Hope. Always hope. Hope in Mother God and the ability to see what She is doing and what we are to do. Hope that She never leaves us, no matter how alone we may feel. Hope that She can and will make all things work together for good.