The theme of my second semester at Princeton Theological Seminary is shaping up to be "inclusion of the other." This idea has come up in almost all of my classes repeatedly, especially Cultural Hermeneutics and The OT, Women, and Cultural and Ecclesial Diversity (long, boring title for an AWESOME class).
Such a theme seems easily co-opted under "emergent" thought, since my experience with things emergent has been watching folks attempt to include more people in the family of God and include more diverse ideas about who God is in our theology.
Anyway, I was reading for my Women class (it's easier than saying the whole thing...) and came across the following poem in a book called
What Language Shall I Borrow: A Male Response to Feminist Theology, by Brian Wren. The book is out of print, but I managed to find one on Amazon.com.
Bring Many NamesBring many names, beautiful and good;
celebrate, in parable and story,
holiness in glory,
living, loving God.
Hail and Hosanna,
bring many names:
Strong mother God, working night and day,
planning all the wonders of creation,
setting each equation,
genius at play:
Hail and Hosanna,
strong mother God!
Warm, father God, hugging every child,
feeling all the strains of human living,
caring and forgiving
till we're reconciled:
Hail and Hosanna,
warm father God!
Old, aching God, grey with endless care,
calmly piercing evil's new disguises,
glad of good surprises,
wiser than despair:
Hail and Hosanna,
old, aching God!
Young, growing God, eager still to know,
willing to be changed by what you've started,
quick to be delighted,
singing as you go:
Hail and Hosanna,
young, growing God!
Great, living God, never fully known,
joyful darkness far beyond our seeing,
closer yet than breathing,
everlasting home:
Hail and Hosanna,
great, living God.
What I appreciate most about this poem/song, is that it steers away from the triumphal power imagery that serves to protect the idea of male dominance. I also love how he attributes strength to mother and warmth to father, reversing what we would expect to read/hear. Words are powerful, especially in song, since we learn words set to music much more quickly and permanently than words written or simply spoken.
I am challenged to think of God in new ways, in ways that may seem wrong according to the stereotypes I live under, in ways that include more people in the family of God.
This is beautiful, Kate! Hey I didn't know you were in Jersey!