The opposite of right isn’t always wrong
My son recently told me that he thinks God is a boy. I proceeded to get into a discussion with my 4 year old about the divine feminine, metaphor and the metaphysical nature of God.
I’m not sure how well it went. But it made my heart smile to watch my son wrestling with such big ideas at such a young age.
As a father and human being, there are so many things from my past that I wish I could have done better. But if my children came to me asking for bread, I wouldn’t give them a stone. I would give them sour dough because it is (without a doubt and scientifically proven to be) the best kind of bread. If they asked for a fish, I wouldn’t give them a serpent. I would and do give them salmon. I am a flawed, imperfect and broken person but I am capable of loving my children—sometimes even lavishly. Jesus tells me that my Creator is even better at loving us than I am at loving my children (Matt 7:9-11).
After the deconstruction and reconstruction of my entire spiritual, religious and faith views, “God is love” is the only real thing I can say with any kind of certainty anymore. The Old Testament is filled with contradictions that shows that none of us really know perfectly who (or what) God is. But no matter what happened and no matter what Isreal did, God loved them. In fact, that’s the message in the life, death and resurrection of Jesus. Nothing can separate us from the love of God.
God doesn’t love us because of what we get right or wrong. God loves us because she is a kind mother. God loves us because he is a loving father. God loves us because that’s what a good parent does.
Even when we are missing the mark. Even if we don’t fully understand.