God Desires Us

Today, I'll share with you a little about my story, and I hope you will share yours with me. I'd love to hear from you! Maybe our stories have something in common.

I am a farm girl from Tennessee, a very good Southern Baptist farm girl. You know what, I still am! I still love Jesus. (He’s a Hunk!)

My roots are still deep in Divine Love I first met in church, and in Nature. There’s one thing that still infuriates me is the secrecy around sex when I was growing up. Where I came from we didn’t even say the word pregnant out loud, much less acknowledge where babies come from and how they got there.  The only education I had was mis-education. There was a lot of stuff I wasn’t supposed to do, touch, or even think about, but there was so little information that I didn’t know what that was!

I did know that if I made a mistake, I’d burn in hell!

One place I felt safe was in nature – water, sky, sunrise, sunset, starry nights, the Moon. Squirrels. I liked squirrels, was terrified of  spiders. I knew god loved me in a way they didn’t talk about in Church. I knew it felt so good to be alive. I knew my relationship with Nature was –though I’d never heard the word—Orgasmic.

However, I was an innocent. And my very smart and well-educated mind took over and I was essentially cut off from my body. (except for two times when I was pregnant). Everything came from the mind. It was as if my body was luggage for my mind, and my Soul grew tired of my body hauling this mind around like some demanding VIP that knows it all.

And my Soul fell into exhaustion and depression. I was living someone else’s body, someone else’s marriage, job, Life. Something had to give.

What gave is best expressed in something I heard years later. My son who moved to Idaho and became a Presbyterian—married a beautiful, brilliant woman from Virginia. Their pastor, Dr. Leithart came from Idaho to perform their wedding at a tiny little church in the Blue Ridge Mountains. I was stunned and delighted to hear Pastor Leithart say in his sermon: God’s love for us is erotic. God DESIRES us. (My mother was so cute. She leaned over and whispered to me, “He should be telling them this stuff in private!)


God’s love for us is erotic. God DESIRES us. God DESIRES ME!
God’s desire for me came and got me and brought me home to Mother Earth, on land in Hope, Maine. God’s Desire for me guided me to initiation into the Sacred Sexual Mysteries of Ancient Egypt. And God’s Desire for me brought me home to my Body and helped me remember to Feel.

God’s Desire for me keeps me close, even when I am scared of the Love and want to run away. God’s Desire for me holds me so tenderly, and when I protest that I am unworthy of such attention, too ugly to receive so much Love…God’s Desire for me gazes into my Soul so passionately that I cannot help but see my own beauty and worth reflected in Divine Eyes.

What can it mean to YOU to be Desired by God?
Who are you when you are that Woman, that Man?
Will you allow God to Desire you in an erotic, sensual way?
What kind of Lover is God to you? What kind of Lover does He~She invite you to be?