While
I believe that God created the world, that’s not what I understand the ‘creation
stories’ of Genesis 1-3 to be about. Instead, I see in these stories, a
Jewish community in exile in Babylon, seeking to make sense of their
experience, of disorientation and hope, by reinterpreting ancient stories
passed down through the ages. In Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, rulers of
the world, prohibited from consuming the fruit of the tree of the knowledge of
good and evil, I see the rulers of the greatest empire of the time, in their
walled city of hanging gardens—one of the wonders of the ancient world—a city
rich in resources, between the Tigris and the Euphrates…in whose very midst a
wise people has been planted by God, his own exiled people. In the Bible, trees
always represent people.
When
the Mother and Father of All Peoples Everywhere, seeking to be even more like
gods on earth, lay hands on the forbidden fruit, on the strange people found
among them, their eyes are opened to their nakedness, to the conceit of the
emperor’s new clothes as a modern writer put it. They experience shame; and
this shame finds expression in three ways: they weave together a covering, a
cover-story; they hide, in hope of not being found out; and, when exposed, they
seek someone else to blame—not for what has gone wrong, but for the shame they
feel.
God’s
response is multi-layered. In grace, God covers their nakedness. In grace, too,
God places constraints upon them, limits on their ambition, but also on their
struggle: while life will be hard, it will be fruitful. And God sets in motion
a story of redemption, through one man and one woman, sent out of Eden, of
Babylon, exiled from exile. Here, Adam and Eve shift form—all good stories work
at several levels; but this is crucial to the ‘salvation story’—morphing into
Abraham and Sarah, called out of Ur of the Chaldeans to the Promised Land of
Canaan. (This explains the strange gloss on why a man leaves his parents and
cleaves to his wife, an observation that has nothing to do with marriage
practice—the Patriarchs all did exactly the opposite, brides leaving their
parents to join their husband's parental home—and everything to do with the
origin of a family descending from Abraham.)
This
same story of rulers responding to shame, we see in political rulers today. The
President of the USA seeking to steal the election he lost resoundingly, by
claiming that the victory he is due was stolen from him by his enemies, the
enemies of the people. The British Prime Minister shamefully accusing the
German Chancellor of initiating another Kristallnacht, this time against the
maligned British people. Dissemble, deflect, decry.
And
God? God is true to godself. Placing limits on political ambition;
truth-telling in regard to the cost of productivity; and calling out from the
nations a family who will make sense of the world we live in by locating our
lives, our story, within God’s great story. A people of God’s own possession,
planted in the very midst of the sometime dystopian utopias of the nations.
Some
stories endure, stand the test of time, finding new meaning in contexts that
are ever changing and simultaneously always the same. Some stories sustain us,
orientate and reorientate us in the world. Some stories are worth a second
look. Some stories are worth coming back to again and again.
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