Genesis
3:7-11
Then the
eyes of both of them were opened, and they realized they were naked; so they
sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves.
Then the man and his wife heard the sound
of the Lord God as he was walking in the garden in the cool of the day, and
they hid from the Lord God among the trees of the garden. 9 But the
Lord God called to the man, “Where are you?”
He answered, “I heard you in the garden,
and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid.”
And he said, “Who told you that you were naked?
The Lord God
made garments of skin for Adam and his wife and clothed them.
I know Your
voice,
and I am scared
because I finally
see, the real
me. The me that I tried to hide.
The “me” that
other people
see,
the me, the
voice in my head swears
is monstrous.
I don’t want You
to see me
like this.
Why didn’t You
tell me
that I was
created, vulnerable,
Naked?
I look around
for something, anything
to cover up.
I tattoo words
to cover up.
I hide behind
him because he
has to be
more yours than
I am.
I sit in the
church pews
covered
cowering.
I play the role
of missionary
and feel alien
among the lost,
so content in
being naked.
I go under the
water
and come up
again
Vulnerable.
I don’t want
these people
to see me.
I sew together
an identity from
bits and pieces of covering
that I
haphazardly hear
I am supposed to
be.
I hear You
walking with me
and I know
You want me
Vulnerable
Covered
only by You
But You have to
come
find me first.
I have stretched
garments
out of so many
pieces
I do not know
who you made me
to be
originally.
What does it mean
to be protected
only by You?
So
You come and
find me
and ask me who
told you?
Who told you
You were naked?
Who told you
You were
something to be ashamed of?
Stop hiding and
remember.
Remember what I
told you
You and me?
We are forever.
When I cover you
It means no
shame.
It means you do
not have to hide
who you really
are
It means
You are who I
say you are.
It means
all the voices
who tell you
you should be embarrassed
by
your limp and
your loudness
and your honesty
are wrong.
It means I AM
going to cover
you
It means I AM
enough.
It means all the
covering
you need is Me.
you become
who you believe
you are.
So
when someone
gives you
a piece to cover
up with,
ask yourself,
who told me
I was naked?