I’m what’s often called a “hard polytheist.” I see the gods as distinct entities with unique personalities, preferences, and agendas. My experience has been that some gods are more human-like than others. Some have more interest in humans than others. Some have more power and influence than others. Isis is no more a reflection of Hecate than I’m a reflection of you. Maybe on some esoteric, woo woo level we’re All One, but for all practical purposes I am not you and Ogun is not Herne. Furthermore, not all gods have your best interests at heart (which is why the prospect of “using a deity” is so ludicrous).
That said, Yahweh is as real to me as any of the gods and spirits that I actually serve and work with. He’s real and he’s a pain in my ass. I don’t really get the connection between Yahweh and Jesus. They’re separate, they’re the same, something about also being the Holy Spirit, whatever. But the second I get involved in anything Jesus-y, Yahweh is knocking on all of my doors, trying to push his way in. Like a persistent girl scout. I HEAR YOU I JUST DON’T WANT TO ANSWER SO GO AWAY. I DON’T WANT YOUR COOKIES.
This ethnography is going to be really challenging, as I’ll be having to spend more time in church and reading scripture than probably a fair number of Christians. Thankfully I’m protected from his influence by my Satanic Wiccan powers.