Good Evening, God
I’ve been meaning to do a blog on this photo since I saw it last Tuesday in the newspaper’s front page. There is such bliss on that little cub’s face! A friend told me years ago: “To be fully loved as a little child is to be crowned with a golden crown that can never be taken away.”
I think that’s right, God. And I am wondering, do we human parents do a good enough job of conveying Your Love? Oops! Wrong question.
The key question is how might each one of us experience Your Love? Oh my! If only each one of us could feel loved by You, what a wonderful world this would be. I guess receiving love begins with being loved by our mothers. Fathers are important, of course. But, being loved and welcomed in the womb is the best place to begin.
Mothers — barring traumas, illnesses and abuse — are designed to love. Such marvelous hormones flood our systems. I remember it well. Sometimes I wish we Protestants made more of Mary. We need more of a female influence in our theology. I had a dear friend — very Protestant — who told me that during one illness she awoke calling out, “Mary, Mother of God, HELP ME!”
“Father God” just isn’t enough to fully fill my heart. So when I hear Jesus call you Abba — I think Daddy/Mommy. And I like that, God. And since You are like us, but OH SO MUCH MORE, I feel as if I am on the right path. Surely, You love each one of us even more than this mother lion loves her cubs.
Love it! So many of us are lacking love, for ourselves and others. The well that should have been filled to overflowing as children is but a trickle. And so many have no aquafer. Unless, of course, we meet and let God’s love fill us. The well that never runs dry and is filled with living water. Boy do I wish I lived this belief moment by moment.