Today I add in a beautiful book entitled Swallow’s Nest, a prayer-book of psalms re-written in feminine terms. The author’s favorite term for God is El Shaddai, sometimes thought to have meant Breasted One. My husband inscribed my Divine Feminine Version of the New Testament with these words: “For Susan, my love, May this text allow and encourage you to suckle more deeply at the breasts of God!”
All this talk of breasts makes me have to notice the fact I am using mine several times a day to soothe and feed my fourteen month old baby. My breastfeeding does not feel powerful, but it does feel sacred. It feels private, holy, intimate, like worship. Interestingly, I find it hard to worship in public sometimes the same way I find it hard to breastfeed in public sometimes.
So what about Mother God’s power? El Shaddai has power to nurture many, to mature, and to protect. To love, to comfort. Is this power? More than I know.
My 9-year-old son, Marshall, often tells me just what he thinks. (I have been known for this at times in my life, as well). Marshall is an Asper-kid and that’s often one of the strengths of Asperger’s—direct honesty.
My husband, Joel, has a compressed disc and has been laid out in the bed a lot. Marshall has blamed Joel for this. Underneath the blame was fear, I thought.
“Do you see mom and dad as all-powerful, sweetie?” I asked. “Is it hard to see Dad vulnerable?”
He said, “I see Mom as all-powerful to do good.”
Asper-kids tend to think in black and white/all or nothing categories, too. So Dad was just out of luck in that conversation. But Marshall’s remark about me as mom astounded and encouraged me. I didn’t think I was doing so well lately, and he has told me so. Yet, the power to nurture and protect, comfort and love is all-encompassing as the “power to do good.”
My view of power is skewed. I see it as physical strength, as status, as wealth, even as the ability to destroy, as in a T-Rex or a bull dozer. And also as the power to be heard. With all these powers come masculine pronouns, not feminine ones.
Yet the power of love is the power of God.
Praise El Shaddai, all nations! Exalt God, all peoples!
For great is her steadfast love toward every one!
The faithfulness of El Shaddai endures forever. Alleleuia!
Psalm 117, Swallow’s Nest: A Feminine Reading of the Psalms, p. 5