And the rib that the Lord God had taken from the man he made into a woman and brought her to the man. Then the man said, “This at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of Man.”—Genesis 2:22-23 ESV
The man called his wife’s name Eve, because she was the mother of all living.—Genesis 3:20 ESV
My name is Eve. I’m over a hundred years old. The thing is, I can’t say exactly how old I am. All this counting of years started after all the trouble. One thing I can’t believe, though, is that the trouble is all my fault just because of one action!
Yes, my fault!
Before all this started, we – that is, Adam and I – were in this lovely garden. To tell you the truth, no words can describe it. But I can say this, it was PERFECT! It was so peaceful and even all the animals got along. We weren’t afraid of any of them; they weren’t afraid of us or of each other.
You won’t believe it, we played and talked with every single one of them. All the trees in the garden had delicious fruits, and we ate almost all of them at our leisure. Well, except for one that God said we can’t have, and it was the one that caused all the problems. Really, I don’t understand why it was there if we weren’t meant to eat it!
Anyway, we had everything we needed in that garden, even rivers flowed from it. Various types of water flowed from a single source in different directions. One was hot; it was the one we had mostly in the mornings. The other was cold; we preferred it at the height of a hot day. Another had a sweet taste, and we enjoyed it after dinner; it had a relaxing effect that helped us sleep well at night. The fourth was just so refreshing that we used it for everything else. Even the animals drank from it, too.
Even though God commanded us to look after the garden and animals, there was hardly anything to do. The more I think about it, everything seemed to look after itself, and we were just overseers.
Do you know what I miss most?
It was God’s visits in the evenings. Can you believe it? The Creator of all these magnificent animals, the wonderful plants and trees and beautiful flowers, visiting us! He would talk with us for ages. His voice was so tender and loving. It enveloped me like a warm blanket, and sometimes I just fell into a very peaceful slumber. Everything was so perfect that nothing can compare to it anymore.
On that fateful day… (To be continued)
Stay blessed,
LaraLex
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