And so it is my desire to share my love of God, and my own struggle and faith walk to BE a Christian woman who LOVES the Mother. If anything I share could bring to light something hidden for someone else – or cause someone to consider Christ who lost him long ago amidst the patriarchal reckage of Christianity, or invite someone to consider Mary’s roll in all this – then that is sufficient. What does Mary have to do with the red thread? Click on the red thread tab to hear the story…but for my part I have done the red thread ceremony for about eight years at almost every single workshop. In one of my posts I will share about that – and how it came to be such a central part of my ritual and practice.
the puppy lick lick
the wine sip sip
the stove click click
I said, oh God forgive my slip slip
into the stew bowl
for the best steaming bowl of stew
ever a girl knew
My mom was having none of this kind of Christianity. She promptly brought me to Glide Church in San Francisco and told me, honey – these are God’s children and love God as much as those folks back at church. Well. If you have ever been to Glide Church you know what I saw. FOLKS.Real Folks. At all levels of elevation and depravation. That day, I met Francis, who in a way is my St. Francis. She is a woman (very recently) who wears tall high heals and red dresses and red lipstick and claimed to LOVE the Lord. We joined that day, and I sat next to Francis and learned of her recent change from man to woman. I loved her. God opened my heart to her and I prayed then and there for God to remove from my heart that spirit of judgement that many Christians are known for. And I am glad to say, that God did.