For my God.

I'm a momma's boy.  Mothers Day is coming up soon - and if it applies to you, don't forget your wife, grandmother, or any female carrying an infant - and tell them all Happy Mothers Day.

Matthew 23:37 - "O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, you who kill the prophets and stone those sent to you, how often I have longed to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing."

When Jesus talked about God, he called God, Father.  I cannot work around the notion that this is how we should think of our heavenly creator.  But I don't want to get in a theological tiddly-winks game where we try to determine which name best describes our God.  God is bigger than that. Let me just say this: 

1.  My mother is the greatest representation of Christ in my life.

2.  There are some wonderful ways of understanding God's love, and "motherly" is one of them.  Does that scare you?  Can we agree that God is protecting/nurturing/loving like my mother?  Even if you want to swap it (and be more accurate) you could say that my mother is protecting/nurturing/loving like my God.  In the same vein, my father is loving, strong, wise. and challenging.  It is just a different way of understanding love, and our God is big enough to provide all of these.

Maybe I'm making it too complex, lets break it down to an expression:

What is God's love like?  What about a hen gathering chicks under her wings?  Beautiful symbol of godly love.  It is in my mother.

For the record, this is a post about God.  The post about my mother will come on mother's day.