When I was disillusioned about Christianity and its God, I wrote my one last letter to the male god to say good-bye. That happened in 1994, as I was being awakened to Myself as a radical feminist. Then, I never thought of him again for he is a non-being, make-believe. Our consciousness grows, in fact, it never stays the same. 22 years past now and I wrote below. It is a revisit to Lord’s Prayer and I have a clear message to deliver to our father-king.
I have based my poem on “the prayer as it occurs in the ESV version of Matthew 6:9–13” provided in Wikepedia:
Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name.
Your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.
Our father-king in between worlds,
hollowed is your name.
Your kingdom can’t come,
your will can’t be done,
on earth as it is not from heaven.
Leave us this day alone
and ask us your forgiveness,
as we all are forgiven by our Mother.
Save yourself from the temptation of self-aggrandizement,
and deliver yourself from evil for us all in WE.
(December 16, 2016. In anticipation of December Solstice.)