My fourteen-year-old asked me last month: 'If we're made in God's image, does that mean God has a face and hands?' I told her honestly - theologians have debated this for centuries and I'm still working it out.
The text says we're made 'in His image and likeness' - and then immediately the passage emphasizes humanity's role: 'Let them have dominion.' Some scholars argue the 'image' isn't primarily physical but functional - we're meant to reflect God's creative power, his moral character, his relational nature.
What struck me this year, studying alongside my daughter, is that the image isn't something we earn or prove. It's intrinsic. Every single human - the annoying coworker, the homeless man on the corner, the person I disagree with politically - carries that stamp of the divine. That changes how I see people, especially when I'm angry with them. It resets something in me.
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