THINKING ALLOWED: God as Mother

A child wakes in pitch dark, terrified over a dream. If involves a monster hiding in her bedroom closet. She screams!

The child ’s mother rushes into the bedroom, turns on the light, scoops her child up into her arms and they rock together. She wipes her forehead, wet from fear, and holds her like they're laminated. Then, she whispers the words that a billion mothers have whispered to their children since the beginning of time:

‘'Shhh, it's okay. I'm here.There's nothing to be afraid of. I'll get up in a minute and look in the closet.”

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Now imagine yourself as a child startled in the dark, terrified at some dream, scared to death. Same closet, same closet.

Suddenly your Mother rushes into the room. She is the Holy Spirit of God. (All the words in Greek and Hebrew about ''the Holy Spirit of God" are feminine ['pneuma' and 'ruach']. She scoops you up into Her arms and sways back and forth. She wipes away your tears, holds you like the two of you are laminated. She rocks you gently Home. Then, she whispers:

“Shhh, there's nothing to be afraid of. ''I Am'' (here). Everything is going to be alright. Every big and little thing will be well.”

Have you felt God, your Mother, come to you in your fear, and tell you, “Do not be afraid—I will save you. I have called you by name—you are mine.''

I love you tonight, and every night.

kenny