You
created my inmost being. You knit me
together in my mother’s womb. I praise
you, as I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works! My bones
were not hidden from you, when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together as in the depths of
the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body.
All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of
them came to be.
Psalm 139:13-16
We always refer to God as father, but in this
beautiful poem I find, in God, mother also.
If God is love and is the
source of all love, then do we not first see Him in our mothers? Recently I have listened to my daughter
describe how she is coming to know her own daughter while she is still being
formed. She describes the baby’s
behavior when daddy rests his hand on her belly and when mommy is awake or
sleeping. She notices the different
types of movements, when baby is calm or seems excited. It leads me to recall learning the same
things about my children before they were born.
In Genesis 1:26, God says “Let us create man
in our image, in our likeness”. I
believe He says this every day. He said
it about you, he said it about me and he said it about my grand-daughter, who
is to be born soon. Most of us are
created in human love, in our parent’s likeness. All of us are created in God’s love, in His
image and likeness. Every part of our
person is known and loved by Him in a perfect way. He knows us so intimately because we are truly
his own, formed in a collaborative effort of human and divine.
In prayerful meditation, some time ago, I had
a vision of heaven. It had no pearly
gates or golden cities, but only love.
It had a closeness to God himself that I could only describe as the
feeling, from when I was 4 or 5 years old, of being on my mother’s lap, wrapped
in her loving arms. It was so warm and
safe, that I imagined no wrong in the world could find me there. This is where I came from. This is where I want to return to, with all
my soul, this is where I want to return to.
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