Sydney Grogan - Topic of Choice 1 - Entry 3

God, A Raceless, Genderless Spirit


Recently, I was thinking about how some people like to view God as their own race or gender. This led me to wonder, does God have a race or gender?

Perhaps some background information on my faith may be helpful... I grew up in a religious household. Not the typical church-every-Sunday religious, but my dad always instilled the true importance of our relationship with God in my brother & I. From him, we learned a lot about what it means to really know God & understand his word.

But, back to my recent thoughts, I figured it would be quite the interesting question for me to ask my dad. 

          I asked him, "Dad, do you know if God has a race, or a gender?"

          He said back to me, "God is a spirit. He is not a human, so he has to be without race or gender."

That is not all he said, of course, but when he said that particular statement it allowed for me to think of God in a different way than I ever have before. He & I continued to go back & forth on the subject, & it absolutely blew my mind thinking of God as a spirit, something completely non-human. This may seem obvious to others, but to me, I always automatically pictured God as a white man with white hair, crafting my mental image from what Jesus was presumed to look like. 

It is just so insane to me that the spirit of God can be everywhere at once, all the time. He is all-knowing, & unconditionally loving. He created everything... As humans, these thoughts can be rather difficult to roll around in our minds. I am absolutely infatuated with thoughts like these. 

I now do not see an old white man with white hair when I think of God. I think of a spirit; I think of a transparent form, taking up significant space without interfering physically. It's refreshing, beautiful, & strangely reassuring. 


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