Her Son
17June 13, 2018 by petrujviljoen
PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays
God, yes, Her, sent Her Son to earth to spend time learning what it is to be human when He proved impatient of our ridiculous striving and yearnings. And to learn that asking for forgiveness isn’t so easy.
Having landed, or rather, Earthed, Her Son sidled up to what He hoped was The Window. Why That Window was chosen isn’t part of this story – only that God has a history there and a veil has been drawn over it.
Sarah’s eyes flickered with recognition as she looked into His and He knew what sorrow was when she turned from Him.
Word count: 100
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Beautiful and thought-provoking. A god turned human and nevertheless being rejected–first lesson in humility.
Accepted ideas and conventions turned upside down here – I like that. Good story.
Thank you!
You’ve written a remarkable story, Petru. You seem to be making points of Christian theology that can’t be made within the standard doctrines (insofar as such things exist at all). That Sarah should recognise God’s Son and yet turn away is not so surprising, but that God the Mother’s purpose should be for Her Son to learn humility…what a fascinating conjecture. Tremendously ambitious and brilliantly done in 100 words.
Thank you so much! I often take inspiration from The Woman’s Bible edited by Elizabeth Cady Stanton – available for free download online – which offers critique on various aspects of the Bible concerning women. It was first published in 1890 if I remember correctly. This story is off the track even where the mentioned publication is concerned.
This is so intriguing. I like the reference to God as ‘Her’.
Thank you Sumana. There are a few more who can cope with the idea.
A story that needs some contemplation. Nicely done.
Thanks!
Nice job on the prompt.
Thanks!
Good Lord! What a pearl.
Thanks Nan!
A brave theme to tackle in 100 words. I don’t understand everything that’s going on, but I llke the atmosphere of this
Dear Petru,
I’m a little baffled by this mysterious piece. I would guess this to be a portrait of Jesus as a child but Sarah throws me off.
Shalom,
Rochelle
I’ll think on this. Thanks.
Oh the sorrow of going so far and meeting those eyes turned away