“Hi there!”
“Hi!”
“Did God say to you
Not to eat any of the fruit off the trees
In this garden?”
“No, only the one in the middle.
Otherwise we may eat all the fruit
Of all other trees.
But if we eat the fruit of the tree
In the middle
We will die.”
“No – you will not die.
God knows that when you eat of that fruit
You’ll be like Him;
You’ll know the difference
Between good and evil.”
Eve thought of what this snake had said to her.
He planted that seed and she nurtured it
Looking at the fruit in a different way.
Wisdom was within her grasp.
It did look good to eat.
Maybe God had deceived Adam.
“After all,” she surmised,
“God had not told her, only Adam.”
So she held out her hand,
Taking hold of the precious fruit.
Adam, who was right by her side,
Did not stop her.
Eve picked the fruit from the tree –
She put it into Adam’s hand –
Maybe he too doubted God’s true intention –
God’s intention to protect, and felt God wished to keep-
Wisdom to Himself.
Then she picked one for herself.
Now at long last they could be as God,
Knowing right from wrong.
They took that first bite
Looking longingly into each other eyes…
Suddenly fear took hold.
Nothing prepared them for this.
They were naked,
They had nothing on,
Nothing to cover them.
Sh…they heard God walking in the garden.
It was that time of the evening,
Cool after the warmth of the day.
They sewed fig leaves,
They hid, hoping He wouldn’t find them.
“Adam, where are you?”
“I heard Your voice in the garden
And was afraid because of my nakedness.”
The Lord asked, “Who told you, you were naked,
Did you eat from that one tree I told you not to?”
“That woman You gave me, she gave me it to eat.”
He answered accusingly.
“Eve, What is this you have done?”
“The serpent deceived me, and I ate!” she sadly replied.
Because of that, the serpent found himself on the ground,
Withering around, cursed.
Being told of the woman’s Seed, that would crush his head (Jesus).
Maybe if he got there first, and bit his heal
He would win.
The man was turned out of that beautiful garden.
Being made to till the ground for his food.
They heard the distant cry of an animal,
Mournful, stopping them in their tracks –
Rooting them to the spot.
Sending shudders down their spines.
God had killed an animal for them, giving them his skins to wear.