I wonder if Adam was already
beginning to slide from his responsibility and Eve was already getting
distracted from her role by trying to get his attention. The stage so easily set to see how far
she could go before he finally would notice and speak up. I suspect it wasn’t the
first time that Adam had started to hold back. And Eve got roped into the enemy’s net by her own
frustrations. There she was,
moving little by little and standing now so close to that tree that God had
told them not to eat from. Then
the tug of the serpent’s tail started to coil, then constrict her thinking
because she let her own thoughts and concerns move right in and get the best of
her.
Surely, she thinks, Adam will
speak up. Surely she continues,
watching and waiting…surely, she hopes (moving closer and closer to her own
demise) …SURELY…she is tired and getting angry and really frustrated. But Adam doesn’t speak. He doesn’t fight for his family. And Eve realizes that she now has this
piece of fruit in her hand. She
wants to hurt something back. She
thinks about throwing it. But then
she just wants to feel the crush happen.
She hears the whisper, “that’s fair.” And she sinks her teeth into its flesh.
Oh, dear God, she has eaten the
fruit. This is not where she
intended this to go.
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