Little children, tiny ones, usually know their parents delight in them. But as they get older, and harder to understand, and not as cute, our children are not always sure we love them as much. That’s how my 9-year-old, Marshall, feels. And that’s how I feel: not so sure we’re cute to Mother God anymore. …
Why God Isn’t My BFF The phrase, “unconditional love” reminds me of Mother God. But most of my life I’ve not known God as Mother, but rather as Someone rather distant. So finding a source for unconditional love hasn’t come naturally. I’ve focused on Jesus, reminding myself that Jesus is, in fact, God. But I …
Last night, Sam slept on his own on his back. Due to an infant breathing disorder, he’s slept and breathed well only on top of one of us, since he was born. He only woke up kicking and arching his back twice. But I am so used to sleeping sitting up, and sleeping lightly, that …
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 …
“Listen to the Voice of God!…How powerful and majestic is her voice!” Psalm 29, Swallow’s Nest, p. 47. I am not so good at listening to women, giving them authority. Nor do I always expect to be heard as a woman, especially by men. I am reading Micha Boyett’s Found and enjoying it immensely. I …
This may rock your world more than you wanted, so soon. But the Divine Feminine Version of the New Testament (DVF) had another gift for me only half way through Matthew chapter 1: God as Lady. I have always wondered how to make the term Lord egalitarian. It is antiquated, primarily masculine and dominance-focused. It never occurred …
Today I officially start The Mother God Experiment, as I hold my fourteen month old sleeping baby in my lap, his head in the crook of my left arm. My right hand is free to write. Yesterday was the first day I read from a new translation of the New Testament, The Divine Feminine Version …
I’ve been a Christian feminist since college, but it was only about ten years ago that I started seriously thinking about my image of God. I had a spiritual director who noticed that I wasn’t so good at trusting God. My God image was missing something. Could it be I needed to explore the metaphor …
