Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Sewing Together of Fig Leaves: Who Told you, you Were Naked?


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. 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?

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