I find it interesting that when the serpent enticed Adam and Eve in the garden, he appealed to them by emphasizing their lack. He offered the knowledge of both good and evil, insinuating that their current state of knowledge was limited and incomplete. Eve fails to read between the lines because she has already believed a lie—that she has been slighted by God; that he has kept something valuable from her. But what is it that the serpent offered? Both the knowledge of good and evil? Ah, but there they stand, too offended and self-absorbed to realize that they were already well acquainted with all that is good—something the serpent could not provide. There they stand with a wounded ego preventing them from realizing that all the serpent had the power to expose them to was evil. My initial response is to shake Eve to make her see the deception before she falls into the trap tailored specifically to her insecurities and pride. But then I see myself in her and my heart sinks as I realize that not even analyzing this scripture is enough to change my heart that looks so much like hers.
I do the same as Eve. I crane my neck searching for alternatives, I reach out for anything that glistens, clutch onto anything that will feed my self-entitled, ignorant, and flippant greed that insists on accommodating my need to be independent and in control. When God doesn’t offer me something, I don’t hesitate to take what I believe is rightfully mine when it’s extended by the world. When I’m given the choice to do good or evil, I’m not any better than her. I have taken what is evil when I’ve felt like God was holding out on me. I rarely crave what I already have. I want whatever I’m told is forbidden because it promises happiness, and looks similar to freedom—but it has never kept its promise. It’s always something fleeting and far from what I hoped. No matter how appealing, it never has the courtesy to warn me of its consequences. And you know just as well as I do that the taste of the fruit is never as sweet as it seemed right before deeply sinking your teeth into the first bite.
an ideal date would be eating takeout dinner in our pjs while watching Netflix and you play with my hair
yall literally have the lowest standards in the history of the universe and there are animals that accept urine as a mating gift