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Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Jesus was a Mother,
Mohammed was not.
Ecclesiastics doesn’t grace
The differences sought.

The Gospels of Jesus were
Supposed to be simple,
The godspells of us else
Are not.

The House of God does not
Reside in priests, or, bowing
To the east

Jesus is a Mother,
Mohammed is not,
Genesis doesn’t forget
The differences sought.

I don’t think I know either,
But, that isn’t the point.
The path to God wavers
In every moment bought.

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 1/17/06

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Reviewed by Divinity 11 (Reader)

Reviewed on February 1, 2006

"Like a woman in labor, in great pain to give birth"

We all are in great labor pains to give birth to our true identity and self. As we emerge, and struggle to unmake what others created us to be, and make ourselves as truly meant to be...we give birth to ourself...and show others how to do the same.

Reviewed by Robin Ouzman Hislop

Reviewed on January 22, 2006

all deities reside in the human breast blake heaven & hell i think well i see no reason to trust the bible but the title intrigues tho of course the virgin myth is older than biblical character & version saludos

Reviewed by Safi Abdi

Reviewed on January 18, 2006

I hate to disillusion you, Erin, but Isa (or Jesus as you like to refer to him) was not your mother, nor was he ever anyone else's mother. This blessed gentleman was a great Messenger of Allah; specifically sent to guide the children of Israel, unfortunately, only a few heeded his call. It's most unfortunate that even those who profess to love him blaspheme against his holy person.

Thanks for not labeling Mohammed as a Mother.

Safi

Reviewed by Cynth'ya Reed

Reviewed on January 17, 2006

Sis. Erin, to me this says we are all spirits eternal in mortal bodies.
And we must serve in Spirit and Truth. God cares not whether we are female or male. We just need to have a relationship with our Supreme Savior.
blessin's, very nice reflection,
cynth'ya

Reviewed by Alain Gracio

Reviewed on January 17, 2006

Jesus is amorphous. He is the highest ideal any human being can ever be and achieve. His proclivities have resonated through the centuries touching every heart he/she meets.
Cheers

Reviewed by alejapoet@aol.com Bennett

Reviewed on January 17, 2006

Jesus has been a mother, father, sister and a brother to me. I have no family and he has been the only one who really cared for me in lie and as I got older these eyes began to see it.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on January 17, 2006

I don't know.

Lucky Star Sandie May Angel :o)

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