What Really Happened in Ancient Times
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Eve - The Very First Days of the World
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just as you have, Eve. I believe that He means for us to teach
you children about Him, and His wonders, and perhaps even
about our own mistakes and failures.”
“Yes, Adam, now that you say it, I know that you
are right. This is what the Lord wants from us: to teach our
children about Him!” Eve responded with excitement. “When
shall we begin?”
“I should think,” said Adam reverently, “that when you
hear His Voice, which has been silent for over a hundred years,
you had better do His bidding quickly.
Taking her usual place beside Adam, Eve asked the
children if they would like to hear a story.
“Oh, yes, Mother!” they cried. They pressed closer, so
they would hear every word of the tale she was about to tell.
“Yes, but what shall we tell them about first?” Eve said,
who was eager to do God’s bidding, but was unsure where to
start.
“Well, starting at the very beginning seems wise, does it
not, Wife?”
“Yes, Husband, but if we are to start at the beginning,
then you had better go first. Because children, Adam was
created before I was. You see, we were not born into the world
like each of you. In fact, we were never tiny babies or even half-
grown children. The truth of it is that Adam lived several hours
before the Creator fashioned me. So, go ahead, Adam, tell them
how it all started.”
Adam cleared his throat and said, “Alright then, we
will tell you of the garden and the very first days of the world.
Children, draw close to me and feel my skin, touch my hair,
look into my eyes. Would you believe the Creator God formed
me out of the very dust of the ground? Your mother had an
even more startling beginning.” Adam winked at Eve. “Now,
can you imagine the incredible power it takes to create a living,
breathing creature from the dirt? We cannot imagine such
might! But that is how powerful and mighty our God is.” The
children pressed their toes into the soft dirt at their feet as they
contemplated their father’s words.
“After six days of bringing our world into existence1, he
chose to create a likeness of Himself. And I am he. The Master
Creator who spoke a single word and the earth appeared, also
made me.” Adam thumped his chest with both hands. “I am
humbled when I think of it because He is so great and majestic.
He says that I bear His likeness. Simply amazing!” he said,
shaking his head.
“Father,” Seth interrupted, “What does Creator look like?
Does He look like you?”
“That, my son, is a most challenging question! No, He
does not look like me. I am but a dim reflection of Him. He
has features, such as we do, but He is everything that we are
not. His eyes are like fire, piercing and yet warm and inviting.
His mouth issues words that ring with strength and authority.
The earth trembles when He speaks.” Adam paused as he
considered how else to describe His Friend from the garden.
Eve spoke, “His legs are like towers of might; his arms
are like wings, downy soft within His embrace.”