Okay, so Adam was there and he was watching.
And he knew; he’d heard the voice of God, really and truly, telling him exactly what was the score with that one tree in the middle of the garden.
He listened while the enemy fiddled around with Eve’s brain.
He watched her tremblingly take the fruit and weigh the consequences, literally, in her hand.
He knew what she was thinking about doing.
He did not stop her.
Why?
I don’t know. But I can guess.
- He wanted some of it, too. He could smell it and see it. He’d heard the lies. But he wanted to see if Eve died, first.
- He felt tongue-tied, paralyzed, at what he was watching.
- He was in awe of this woman and thought she actually knew better.
- He had enormous difficulty negating anything about this other part of himself, knew she was an expression of God’s provision.
I favor number 4, but whatever the reason, he DID eat, and there was where the trouble was.
Notice, the Fall of Man has always been anchored squarely upon the shoulders of Adam. Eve sinned, yes, in believing the deceptions of the serpent, but Adam, oh Adam . . .
Adam gets the blame, and he is not guiltless.
He knew.
He could have stopped her.
And he could have saved her.
In his state of innocence at that moment, he could have done something to save Eve. He could have interceded with God for her life, and God would have listened. (God proved that many times over.) But no. He joined her.
He ate. And he was not deceived; he knew exactly what he was doing.
And in that moment, he lost everything.
And that is how it is today, with that woman we call The Church. No matter how goofy, wrong, mixed up, deceived, or wayward she is, her Man has the option of saving her.
I thank God Almighty that He has taken that option. Oh, what would the Church be without her Savior!
And women, we are to picture that Church and to tread ever so softly around the food, and the pretties, and the wise ideas of life . . . carefully, oh so carefully. Listen to your Adam. Stop. Heed him.
Give honor to his position as the picture of that Savior.
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The Conquering Mom.com 
You’re welcome and I can relate on the mother issue. That drama never ends for me and often crops up as a running theme in my life. It wasn’t until my mid-twenties that I dropped the atheist in myself and started the conversion process. I was rebelling against things that had nothing to do with Christianity. If you do have a chance, Fr. Barron is a very eloquent man. Although his views come from a distinctly Catholic perspective, there is something there for all people of faith. Of course, that’s my opinion. Mileage may vary–as the saying goes. 🙂
The older I get, the smarter my mother gets! 😉 I will get to that video, but I think I’ll have to go to town to make it work. That will be Tuesday, when I do my tutoring. I can hardly wait. Have a BD party here, today, though, so will have to wait. 😐