Our Mother in Heaven

Had coffee with a friend today. Well actually, to be precise I had a lovely chai tea and a piece of dark chocolate Lindt tart. Yes…it was incredible. No…I couldn’t finish it *sighs in disappointment*.

I’m very thankful for the chat we had. It was incredibly intellectually stimulating- which is just the kind of coffee conversation I like. One particular thought that has stuck with me is the idea of how sometimes we relate to God as a male. I can definitely see some fatherly aspects in God’s character…but I struggle with this concept because it puts so much undue pressure on my earthly father to eminate these characteristics. I wish there was more dialogue and inturn further discourse created around the ‘motherly’ characteristics of God. Because to be honest…I relate to these characterestics more easily. And it’s taken me a long time to come to terms with this and let myself think this way…as I know that it’s breaking the mould slightly and putting myself out there as some ‘weird feminist’. All the same, I’m allowing myself to be open to explore this concept more.

Chatting today also reminded me of how much I miss writing and preparing sermons. Having moved to a much bigger church I haven’t had the opportunity to get involved in preaching or any teaching. I feel almost a bit deadened or numb to it- I don’t seem to get inspiration for random sermon topics in the shower anymore. I wonder if it was a season that’s simply ended…or just lying dormant.

Either way, got lots to think about!

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