Sometimes when I pray, I just want to talk to God about girl things.
Do you feel me? Yes? No? Maybe?
And even though I know that God knows and understands everything, that He took on human flesh in His utter goodness to go through our daily struggles, it feels a little weird.
I have been raised to worship and love this “He:”
There are simply some things in life which you don’t hear fathers, kings, or husbands talk about that mothers, queens, and wives absolutely do.
Woman was formed from Adam, so it seems that our substance should be the same. When I thought of that, I had this mental image of God physically taking part of the man Adam and molding that part into Eve.
What did that make her? Simply a part of God’s beloved man?
I felt small. Like I was incomplete; that God could relate to the whole man that He had made, but little me – a mere rib – would have to settle for only being a part of what that is.
But then I remembered –
He’s not the whole man. That man – deemed unfit to be alone – had taken from him a part of his body, and one that is as close to the heart as possible. Adam’s rib became a whole new being, a woman. This woman – in being a part that he was missing – could bring a new sense of wholeness.
Now, I’m not saying “every woman needs a man to be complete” or vice versa. Not that at all. I think Disney’s Frozen and other sources can field that agenda for now.
What I am observing is that no human is complete in and of himself or herself. That no person is supposed to get it all. That God has pulled His great creation apart in a way so that humankind can serve and help one another, working together to fully experience the life set before us. The Creator is the glue that can form our understandings (in any type of relationship) into something whole and sympathetic. We are all very important, and we are incomplete alone.
But not God. He is that whole being, both parts, fully put together and with wisdom for all. And He offers it to us by simply being there, in His great wholeness.
So even though He still came in the form of a man, and He dealt with the implications of that for 33 years, I have to give my Father the benefit of the doubt, because He has been around for the history of humanity, after all. He’s seen women do stupid things, and He’s seen men do stupid things. He’s watched us all cry and felt our pain and sorrow, and He’s rejoiced at our giddiness and glee. I think that – perhaps – the fact that He not only created women, but has watched us do our thing for thousands of years might just make Him more of an expert than Eve Ensler. Don’t you?
Anyway, gotta get back to my girl talk. Luckily, He’s a patient Daddy.