He is our Mother too!

Originally appeared on spirituality.com

There’s no question. To me He was a man. Up there somewhere in the clouds, on a throne—bigger than any man on earth. That was my concept of God from childhood to early adulthood. I loved Him, though I had no idea why. Maybe because I had learned to love God in Sunday School, or maybe because it was simply intuitive.

As a child, I don’t recall thinking about Him loving me. And although I don’t think I was afraid of Him, I’m sure I valued, in some simple way, that He was really and truly powerful. I felt certain I needed to obey Him by being and doing good, but I didn’t actually know what that meant or how to do it.

What I do know is that when I started reading Science and Health with Key to the Scriptures by Mary Baker Eddy—by then I was a mother of two—my concept of God began to change. Intellectually, I dropped the perception of God as an eternally white-bearded fellow somewhere in the heavens that I had to blindly obey or from whom I needed to beg blessings.

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