September 26, 2008
“And I will put enmity between thee and the woman, and between thy seed and her seed; it shall bruise thy head, and thou shalt bruise his heel.”
Genesis 3: 15, King James Version
“Embracing Eve’s Healing”
They call me woman:
They blame me
for the first sin of lost innocence.
They call me Eve.
They call me woman:
They tell me
I bore Your Son|
who saved the world.
They call me Mary.
They call me woman:
They show me
a great sinner
by her love allowed to be first.
They call me Magdalen.
They call me woman:
They send me
from Your table unworthy
from Your presence unclean
from Your life unable.
I am woman:
Worthy of You
cleansed by You
able through You
make me glad
when they call me woman.”
Dancing on Mountains
Have I embraced the Heavenly healing given as our Father’s gift to Eve and all her daughters and sons?
I love the beautiful words of a poem written by one of my favorite poets, Emily Dickinson: “Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.”
If ever in Scripture there are words that should bring hope to the hopeless, the hurting, the despairing, they are the words spoken in the Garden of Eden to a serpent and a fallen couple, Adam and Eve, recorded in Genesis 3: 15.
When the reality of what had happened began to reveal itself to the desperate couple, God stepped into the picture and began to lay out His plan.
As I have thought about the tragic situation in Eden’s idyllic garden home, I’ve asked myself this question: “What would I have done if I had been in God’s place? How would I have responded to Adam and Eve?”
Frankly, I wouldn’t have blamed God if He had looked at Adam and Eve and let them have it. Lightening comes to my mind. How about God striking them with a bolt or two and then starting over with a new couple. A couple who weren’t so stupid and ungrateful. What more could God have done? A perfect garden home. A perfect couple. All the things you and I so desperately grab for as we work our fingers to the bone trying to hang on for dear life to acquire the golden ring.
But for Adam and Eve, all of Gods gifts weren’t enough. They wanted more. They wanted their eyes opened. They wanted to be smarter. What they basically said to God by their behavior was, “We want to be like You. We want to usurp Your position.” Let me be clear, that kind of talk is “serpent” talk. For whenever any person or any religious philosophy leads us to believe we have the power and ability to think ourselves into perfection, get on your track shoes and run the other way. While it sounds nice to think you can be like God, look where it got Adam and Eve. They were nothing but two naked bodies with a serpent laughing at them. What’s more, the serpent got exactly what he wanted. You know the saying, “Misery loves company.” Well, the serpent has plenty of company, not only in Eden but down through history to this very day.
But it was at the moment of greatest misery when God said, “Wait! I have a plan. A solution. You two can’t fix the problem, but I can!”
I’m going to ask you. What does this moment in history tell you and me about the kind of person God is? I’ll tell you what it says to me. Exactly what Moses wrote in Exodus 34: 6, (K.J.V.)… “The Lord, The Lord God, merciful and gracious, long suffering, and abundant in goodness and truth.” God is like the psalmist David wrote: “I will praise Thee, O Lord my God, with all my heart: and I will glorify Thy name for evermore. For great is Thy mercy toward me: and Thou hast delivered my soul from the lowest hell.” (Psalm 86: 12, 13, K.J.V.). And remember poor Peter, when God’s Son needed Him the most, denied he even knew Jesus. Here’s what Peter found out about our God: “The Lord is not slack concerning His promise, as some men count slackness; but is long-suffering to us-ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.” (2 Peter 3: 9, K.J.V.). The Greek meaning of slackness gives an even broader understanding of God’s infinite love -- God doesn’t “delay” He isn’t “tardy or late” about doing what He says.
I don’t know about you, but if I had been Eve, standing naked and ashamed in my garden home, confronted by the immense pain of using God’s gift to me -- the power of choice -- in such a devastatingly destructive way, I would have asked God to let the earth swallow me.
But then, our kind and gracious Father said, “My daughter, don’t despair. Help is on the way. Hope is alive and well in the face of death and destruction.”
While the consequences of their behavior must have been difficult for Adam and Eve to understand, as generation after generation wandered away from God and chose to provide company for a miserable serpent, the hope of eternal joy and perfection for those who chose God’s way, began to again cast the illumination of Gods glorious love on planet earth.
To all the daughters of Eve down through the ages, the message of hope still rings out. Even though we face the consequences of sin, our Father’s promise to us is the same: He is not slack or tardy. “Wait my daughters. Hold on a little longer. Your hope is in the Lord your God.”
Lady in Waiting
“Waiting for what?
For your child to wake,
To need you, to leave you?
For the coming of Christ?
For social security, justice, aid?
For a lucky chance?
For the passage of time?
Enduring the pain
which can only be borne
enfolded in the space
Lady, let me join you
in the space between,
where all joys and sorrows
Seek the Lord
“Seek the Lord, and in his ways preserve.
O faint not, but as eagles fly;
For his steep hill is high;
Then striving gain the top, and triumph ever.
When with glory there thy brows are crowned,
New joys so shall abound in thee,
Such sights thy souls shall see,
That worldly thoughts shall by their beams be drowned.
Farewell, World, thou mass of mere confusion,
False light, with many shadows dimmed
Old witch, with new foils trimmed
Thou deadly sleep of soul, and charmed illusion.
I the King will seek, of kings adored;
Spring of light, tree of grace and bliss,
Whose fruit so sovereign is
That all who taste it are from death restored.”
Dorothy Valcárcel, Author
When A Woman Meet Jesus
For more from Dorothy, please visit transformationgarden.com.