One of my favorite times of the day is waking up. Not the actual waking up part (sometimes that’s a little hard 😉 ), but when I finally get up, I get to draw back the curtains and see the new day. It’s untouched. It’s filled with hope and promise. Whatever happened yesterday is not here for this is today. It’s that freshness that draws me in and gets my soul stirred for the possibilities ahead.
When we go on vacation one of the places we stay at is a condo in the mountains. It’s so peaceful. With coffee in hand in the morning, I head out onto the balcony and sit to admire the new day. The only thing I hear is the birds singing their song. The deer as they break twigs and rustle leaves when they walk. Sometimes you see the groundhogs and other animals eating their meals for the day. You get this sense about you that this is the way it was meant to be.
And it makes me wonder about a time when all days were meant to be like this. When there was a time when all days started in innocence and nothing was yet corrupted. When there was a time that man walked freely in the Garden with God.
I love gardens and I declare one day I will have a nice one. We were meant to live the garden lifestyle. We were designed to reign in innocence and peace. The world we live in today contradicts the fellowship we were created to have with God. We were to have an up close relationship with Him, “And they heard to sound of the LORD God walking in the garden in the cool of the day…,” (Gen. 3:8, NKJV).
Let your mind go back, not to the sin but to the experience of being with God in the garden. Adam and Eve experienced God on a level that no other being will have the privilege to. Surely this was not the first time God had paid them a visit for they knew what it sounded like when they heard Him walking. They had a realistic divine view of the Almighty here on earth.
What would it have been like to have the Sovereign of the universe, day by day to come and see about me? What would it have been like to see the mouth that spoke things into existence speaking to me? What would it have been like to hear those footsteps with my own ears and know it was the Lord? What would it have been like to see the hands that fashioned me from nothing standing there, willing to clothe me, Gen. 3:21. What would it have been like?
There, before the Fall, fellowship with God was uninterrupted by evil. There the beauty of all God is could be seen by those He created. There, peace was the predominate feeling because the shaker of peace had not come on the scene. There, God spoke to man face to face unhindered by fleshly desires. There, it’s hard to imagine, but life was nothing but good because man knew nothing but God.
Imagine the best backyard barbeque. We sit around laughing and enjoying the company of others. In the garden with God, can we even imagine Adam and God chit-chatting about the day, about the animals or about life in general? Can we imagine the way Adam’s heart must have felt assured every time He heard the voice of God speak to him? Can we imagine that when Eve was presented to her husband there was no fear, only love, because that’s all they ever received was love on the earth? Can we really imagine?
It may be hard for our mind to fathom such an age of innocence and honesty. It’s hard for us to see what this must have been like because now our view has been corrupted by sin. But I imagine it was glorious. It was nothing like we’ll ever know here on earth. In that garden, during that time, beauty is all that was seen with our eyes and with our hearts. God was all that was known. Oh, imagine.
It’s hard to put into words when everyone was right before God. It’s hard to describe from one’s soul a place of longing but never viewing. It’s hard to capture the essence of what being with God was like there, and yet my heart still yearns to know what would it have been like?
What do you think it would have been like to see the world at its best? What do think it would have been like to fellowship with God at your best? Where we live in the mid-Atlantic region we are expected to have rain most of the day. Even in this dreariest of settings, I’m looking at the trees swaying outside my window and imagining the beauty of that time. I guess that’s what it would have been like, beautiful because everything was in harmony with God. Beautiful represents their relationship with God and it represents the surrounding that God created for them.
One day we will experience that garden lifestyle again, that age of beautiful unbroken relationship with Him when we meet Him in our heavenly home.
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