The Great Deception

Before Eve was created, God told Adam that he was free to eat of any tree in the garden except he must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil lest he die. So of the many trees in the garden, he could eat the fruit of all of them, but of this one tree. But he did eat the fruit from that tree, and not only he, but Eve as well.

So what was so terrible about eating the fruit? We have all eaten some ‘forbidden fruit’ of some kind or another.

First of all, both Adam and Eve disobeyed God. God said, don’t eat, but they did. Secondly, they believed the lie that if they eat of the fruit, they would become like God, they would be equal to God. Listen to what Satan said to them, “You will not certainly die,” the serpent said to the woman. “For God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil.”

You will be like God – what lofty ideals but oh so wrong. Adam and Eve believed the lie and ate the fruit. They wanted to attain to God’s position, to his majestic height. They wanted to be as wise as Him. So, they disobeyed Him and ate the fruit.

Some believe that this is where the Hindu belief of being able to attain godlikeness, finding the god that is within you began. Regardless if this be true or not, Adam’s and Eve’s eyes were open to good and evil and they became sinners. They were no longer innocent as is evident that they suddenly realised they were naked before God. Oh the nakedness was not just a physical nakedness but a far deeper nakedness, a spiritual nakedness for they felt that God could now see the sin they had committed. They were naked before God’s penetrating eyes and knowledge.

Satan had deceived Adam and Eve. He lied because they didn’t come like God, in fact they were now tainted with sin and were no longer innocent so felt shame in front of God.

From this account we learn two things. First of all Adam was given instructions not to eat of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil. It would have been his responsibility to instruct Eve as he had the knowledge first. Secondly, he also carried the responsibility of making sure that Eve didn’t eat the fruit. If we carry the idea that the husband is the head of the household and he is responsible for his wife, then he failed. As we will see in another article, God punished not just Eve, but Adam too. If Eve was the great temptress who has inoculated all of her daughters with a seducing gene, then God would not have punished Adam but he did. They were equally guilty of sin. Women are no more prone to sin than man. Eve, nor her daughters are not the temptresses that men declare them to be.


He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

I heard my father’s hate filled jeers, I beheld my mother’s tears,

Daughters too felt the blows, how many times, God only knows.

Societal norms instill, woman are low, kingship on man bestow.

Eve’s curse our destiny besmears, our life course she steers.


Wed me not, no husband dears; repeated abuse are my fears.


Then tall and charming caught my heart; fears of abuse depart.

Love crept in, covered my eye, caution to the wind – goodbye.

This love is different; I believed the lie; I reasoned not why.

Desired love betrayed the heart even the day he called me “tart”.


Confined for life, “No friends for you. You’re talking to who?

Jump high, jump low; take my blows. I tell you where you can go.”

A girlfriend for you, O no! It’s my right to make you eat crow.”

Jealous control, “No freedom for you; I will tell you what you can do.”


Debased I hear, “You dirty cow, take this shove.” This is not love!

Mother-in-law defends her son, “Forget what he has done.”

Twisted advice I will shun for the damage cannot be undone.

Lady, this is not pure love; your son defies the God above.


I was designed a helpmeet; co-equal, not to live in defeat.

Created to be by his side, equality and friendship abide.

The enemy lied; we’re made of the rib to stand side-by-side,

Broken-heart, love deplete. Only in God I am complete.


Created in God’s image, value Eve’s daughters in every age,

God’s handiwork flawless, my hurt His wondrous love caress.

His glance heals my distress; my broken heart would He possess.

Healing engage, love divine, my bruised body assuage.