It starts with a whisper.
A simple whisper, "What if...", and I try to put it away, I try to pretend I didn't hear it...but I know I did "What if..." Then begins the rationalizing, (which I never win). Then comes arguments I make with myself. By this point, there is no turning back. I'm trapped and confounded by fear.
I know I am not alone. I know because the same thing happened to Eve. Gazing up at the tree she shouldn't want, though she did; she heard a hissing whisper..."What if God doesn't love you?" I can imagine she wrestled there in her mind for a moment. But the whispering continued and there she was confronted and alone with her fear, questions she had never thought to ask, were asked. Her imagination began to take over, she found herself without real answers, so she rationalized, Eve saw that it was a good tree with good fruit, and she tasted. She tasted and as she did the sweet taste became her reality. And she ate. All the things she knew to be true washed away for a brief moment. But then the fruit was gone, she was full and finished and she opened her eyes. And reality set in and there she was, naked and truly alone.
Fear and confusion to me are tornadoes. They are fast and strong and before you know whats hit you...you've been swept up and carried away unable to stand firm on anything.
We all know the story, The Lord Himself, walks among them and finds them hiding. The Land becomes cursed and there Adam and Eve stand and listen.
It could have ended there...but it didn't. God makes clothes for them. He covers them.
"And the Lord God made for Adam and for his wife garments of skins and clothed them." Gen3:21
God could have walked away. Left them in shame, left them to despair. But He is their Father and He did what a Father does. He cared for them. He covered them. And in that moment, the whispers ceased. The questioning stopped. Eve had her answer. He Does Love her. He is her Father and she is His.
Eve and I are alike. In many ways. She was clothed by God and so am I.
"I will greatly rejoice in the Lord;
my soul shall exult in my God,
for he has clothed me with the garments of salvation;
he has covered me with the robe of righteousness,
as a bridegroom decks himself like a priest with a beautiful headdress,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels." Isaiah 61:10