I wish to invite willing readers to explore a radical new prayer idea. Scrap all of your self-imposed limitations on what you think God will or won’t do for you. From this day forth I ask you to forget about what seems “possible,” or “reasonable,” or what you think you don’t deserve—and let God give you everything that your dreams never dreamed of.
Do you know that the Holy Spirit is a feminine being? She is God’s spirit, Father’s wife, and my perfect Mother. It’s good to know that heaven is not entirely filled with masculine energies. So how did we reach such a mixed up state? Long ago in ancient Rome, the pronouns used in Hebrew and Greek texts to describe God and other heavenly beings abruptly changed. When the early Church translated the Greek texts to Latin, our perfect mother, the Holy Spirit, turned into a “He.” The gender switch also applied to angels and our own heavenly souls (Mother’s daughters). Since that time more than 1,600 years of western Christians have grown up with two male Parents. The irony? This unearthly idea began in Holy Rome.
“This fundamental point, long obscured in scriptural translation and largely ignored by commentators, clearly has the most far-reaching theological implications.”
T.P. Brown: The Maternal Spirit
Prayer of Belonging
I love you
I trust you
I believe in you
you are my father
I have no other
the One True God
there is no other like you
you are joy, peace, and love
and I am love’s child.
All that I have comes from you
any power I have is yours
my peace is your peace
my joy is your joy
you hear my thoughts
you share my tears
Perfect loving Father
you make me feel
like an only child
I am in you, and
you are in me
I belong to you, and
you belong to me
Some years ago, I asked my loving God for a heavenly gift. To my astonishment, I got it. A short time later, I discovered that God had sent me some ‘extra’ gifts I had not asked for. His gifts were infinitely better, but it took time for me to relax and understand my mixed blessings. I continue to work at this every day. I do not envision a time when the journey will be completed—I pray it never is. And, I will trust my loving God forever, love him in all of his infinite forms.
It can be quite difficult to love every living thing. But we must, else we divide ourselves from our loving God.
I don’t believe God reveals himself in just one way. In truth I cannot conceive just how beautiful, how endlessly indescribable and loving God is. I imagine one could have any kind of relationship they choose–serious, informal, joyous, troubled, lighthearted, childish. I experience all of these, and more keep coming. Many of my gifts are similar to the things I’ve always received in life, except now I know who is sending them. Life is vastly more interesting and enjoyable when I know each new development is aimed at bringing me nearer to my father.
I held up the stubborn pen and squinted at it: “I know that you’re God’s pen because everything belongs to him,” I said. Late this December evening, neither myself nor my faithful pen seemed to know what to write. My memory of the day held missing time. So I stared into the virgin white page, decided to jot down whatever came to mind, and trust the rest to God’s pen. As I began to write, I had no idea that this would be the most important night of my life.
I’ve always believed that my perfect father would be the most loving and logical being there is. Einstein knew this for a fact. In his complex equations, he glimpsed the creator’s handiwork. The perfection and love of God appeared to Einstein as the natural laws and forces that keep the planets safe in their orbits and enable the stars to create and nurture life.
Like Albert E, I did not recognize my perfect father in the world’s spiritual belief systems. In every faith I studied, the logic ultimately fell apart: my perfect loving father will harm me if I’ve been bad. Even worse, a second, evil god will attack me for no apparent reason. If the goal is to present a single, unconditionally loving creator, this reasoning doesn’t. My entire being rejected it. Continue reading My Perfect Father →
Gospel of Mary, as the text is named in the manuscript, though it is made clear “Mary” is the person we call Mary of Magdala (Mary Magdalene), is a well preserved codex discovered in the late 19th century near Akhmim, in upper Egypt. It was purchased in 1896 by German scholar Dr. Carl Reinhardt, who took it to Berlin.
Gospel of Mary (Madgdalene) (pdf)
Download in Microsoft Word (docx)
Translation and commentary in English
By George W. Macrae and R. McL. Wilson
Edited by Douglas M. Parrott
Estimated date of writing: 30 – 180 CE
Large image: Ascension of Mary Magdalene, c. 1430 / National Museum in Warsaw
Peter said to Mary, “Sister we know that the Savior loved you more than the rest of woman.”
Gospel of Mary
The Lord loved Mariam more than all the other Disciples, and he kissed her often on her mouth.
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