Sally has a beautiful poem and a post thinking about what it means for women to be made in the image of God. Here is the beginning of the poem:
Dark am I
Made in Her image
by the whims
If you are a woman, what does it mean for you, a woman, to be made in the image of God? For everyone: How do male and female together more fully reflect the image of God than the exclusively male-based images of God we are used to?