Elohim. I love the way the word sounds on my tongue – the name of my creator and my God…. In the beginning when GOD created the heavens and the earth, that word God was Elohim. It was and is the word that embodies our Beloved as our Creator, God, and Judge.
When I began studying the names of God in the Bible from cover to cover, I found Elohim quickly followed by YHWH – the Lord. That was the name used when he was walking with Adam and Eve in the garden and stuff like that. Yahweh was the personal God who set apart His people for Himself and I found that aspect of my Beloved more appealing. In the light of Him as Yahweh, Elohim seemed less desirable, inferior even, even a little distasteful.
Wrong, I know. But it’s easy, isn’t it? It’s so easy to latch on the part of God we understand and are comfortable with and worship it instead of Him – all of Him – for all that He is. It took my Beloved pointing over my shoulder to what Eve said when, after her one son murdered the other son and was sentenced to a life of wondering that left her feeling – I can only imagine – raw and barren and guilty, horribly irrevocably guilty, since she was the one who brought sin into the world. At this moment Elohim steps in and grants her another son, Seth, through whom people return to the Lord. What beautiful grace-filled justice.
My eyes were suddenly opened to the beauty of Elohim and so many new revelations have followed – we were formed in the very image of Elohim (Gen 1:27) – formed by the same hands that mightily and beautifully formed the seas, stars, sands, and spinning universe. This was my Elohim. This is our Elohim.
Elohim, we praise You for all that You are as beautiful and mighty creator, as just and grace-filled Judge, and as our God. Amen.
Ps. I love You back.