Genesis 3 (King James Version)
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Genesis 3
4And the serpent said unto the woman, Ye shall
not surely die:
5For G-d doth know that in the day ye eat
thereof, then your eyes shall be opened, and ye
shall be as gods, knowing good and evil.
Whether you say history repeats itself, or
history rhymes, all the same, the passage from
Genesis 3 goes a long way to explain things that
we see happen every day. Folks never seem to
tire of repetition.
If I were to paraphrase the passage, I'd say
'...ye shall be ass gods, knowing good and doing
evil...' Stop and consider who's speaking in
this passage. It's the serpent. He's not
telling the truth, he's making stuff up. He's
persuading the woman to cooperate with his scheme
to disturb the peace in Eden, and either give
Adam fits, or get G-d to destroy them. This
would be the serpent's ambition. He wants to
turn them into 'gods' after his own likeness and
in his own image. The serpent is playing 'god'.
Well, here we are, still giving him exactly what
he wants. We're playing into his 'be as gods'
lie. The front page story from the other day
says everything that we need to know about how it
works out when we try to play G-d's role.
There's a difference between what the serpent
says and what he really means. He makes a
promise that if we do things his way, or our own
way, or any way except God's way, that we will
gain a personal advantage and proceed along the
path to personal greatness. Of course, it's all
a big lie. But it is an appealing lie. We want
to believe that it's possible to serve selfish
ambition and enjoy a positive outcome. As in the
front page story, there is a desire to enjoy the
pleasure of an illicit relationship, there is the
hope of fulfillment. But in fact, that hope is
another false illusion, that we are ever eager to
give in to.
Basically, people are as happy and content as
they choose to be, in spite of their
circumstances. Many years ago, I was traveling
on a bus, across the western U.S. The bus was
almost full. It was another of my early
adventures. Busses and trains are alot more fun
than airplanes. And I've traveled more than my
fair share of air miles. Air travel has really
gone downhill over the years, unless you can
manage first class. What I really wanted to do
was to see the western states on either
motorcycle or bicycle, but was discouraged from
that by family members who thought it too risky.
Oh, maybe some day. The gentleman seated next to
me was chattering away about this and that. As
usual, I didn't have much to say. Just trying to
be polite and listen. Then he said something
that for some reason struck me, and it's stuck
with me all these years. He said that people
were basically what they wanted to be. If they
were a drunk, it was because that's what they
wanted to be. Before then, I had never heard it
put that way. Now, I see shadows of that right
here in Genesis 3. If Eve wanted to be content,
she could have been. She had it all... except
that one thing that G-d said she couldn't have.
So typical. Do you really think that the man
involved in the front page murder was going to
find contentment in an illicit relationship?
Come on. It's the same thing that so many people
these days want to believe. The problem is not
in me, the problem is the other person. So
serial marriage becomes normal behavior. People
don't see that they are only going to be as happy
as they want to be, no matter who they live with.
Oh. I'll admit, some people are not as easy to
live with as others. But the choice to know
contentment is a separate issue altogether, and
has little to do with circumstance. You have to
choose contentment. It's an option.
Another thing that I've never seen is a woman
skipping happily into an abortion mill. Years
ago, when the opportunity was there, I used to
spend time with abortion protesters. I was
always glad that the police had a presence,
because otherwise the other side would have
gotten out of hand. The lesson I took away from
the experience was that I would attend an event,
and then read the newspaper account. What I read
in the newspaper, was never what I saw on the
ground. It was a firsthand experience of the
fact that the newspaper is just another extension
of the entertainment media. There is little
factual information to be gleaned from newpaper
accounts of events that are covered with the
implicit goal of serving an editorial agenda.
That's just the way it is. I was there. And I
never saw an expression of the wonder and awe
that choice provides such sweet liberty.
If you look around, you'll see that there is
always an option to find satisfaction. My own
situation is not to my liking. There are things
that surround me that are not to my satisfaction.
There are some things that I can't change about
my circumstance. There are people who would
prefer it if I just did what they wanted me to do
instead of what I think best. It strikes me as
odd that, even under unfavorable circumstances I
find a sense of satisfaction. Not because my
situation is perfect, but because I expect that
sooner or later, circumstances will improve. Not
by making other's change their bad habits, but by
taking on personal responsibility for my own
sense of well being. I don't labor under the
illusion that there is satisfaction to be found
in believing the lie that I can be like a god.
Genuine satisfaction is found in serving the
desires of the one true G-d, rather than serving
self. Doing what others do, is not what gives me
comfort. I have an option to find satisfaction,
and to improve my circumstances. Ideally, that
would include the satisfaction and improvement of
circumstances of others. But I don't see that I
can offer much to those who wish to be as gods,
except to point out that it's an empty promise.
In over five thousand years of recorded history,
people haven't changed that much. As far as I
can tell, there is an aspect of human nature that
fails to accept responsibility for personal
satisfaction. The account in Genesis 3, provides
an explanation. It describes the interaction
between G-d, man and the serpent. The serpent
being a metaphorical expression for Satan, the
god of this present world. He still makes
promises that he will never be able to keep. And
people still want to believe that it is just so.
Prozac helps.
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