We Begin

In a garden IN THE MIST OF PRIMORDIAL HISTORY
Everything was perfection
There was a complete transparency in that garden
Between God and the people
Between the people and God
BETWEEN THE MAN AND THE WOMAN

and then, the snake, the lie and the apple core hitting the bushes.

God had given us everything, but we wanted something else, independence, personality, false freedom
And so we transgressed, we thought we knew better than God, the creature fancied himself the creator and thus a legacy of woe.

The Fall initiates in the human experience the uniqueness of division and that is our inheritance from our parents

We are divided from one another
In the fall, there is woman and man, slave and free, Greek and Gentile, Black and White, young and old
In the fall we have strangeness, foreignness, isolation which masquerades itself as freedom, independence, individualism.

And yet we are isolated. We are outcast. We feel the need for God but cannot name him because his name is not our name.

and in how many ways does this isolation show itself?
impatience,
Judgementalism
Prejudice
contempt
Coldness
Marital strife
Conflicts with children
Competitiveness
misunderstanding
Lack of communication
the cold shoulder
argumentativeness
Belligerency
Violence
Sexual abuse
Greed
Lust
All the deadlies

We experience the remnants of this fall in our lives until this day
Loss which is real
Sickness which is real
loneliness which is real
despair which is real
Hopelessness, which is real
It is real
it invades our bones, the marrow of our bones, it infects

And why must this be? Why is this? Because

God has given us everything and we throw it in his face
We try to live as though he does not exist
does not care
does not cryBetween God and us there is unfinished business