Where Are You?

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?” (Genesis 3:8–9, NIV 1984). 

Hear my voice when I call, O LORD; be merciful to me and answer me. My heart says of you, “Seek his face!” Your face, LORD, I will seek. Do not hide your face from me, do not turn your servant away in anger; you have been my helper. Do not reject me or forsake me, O God my Savior.  (Psalm 27:7–9, NIV 1984). 

My Musings – “Adam, where are you?”  What a question for an omniscient God to ask.  Did He not know where Adam was?  He knew quite well.  But He needed Adam to know as well.  This was not about the physical act of hiding.  It was about the spiritual act of falling.

We need to know the answer to this question just like Adam.  Where are we?  Take a look around at our spiritual “surroundings.”   Are we where we need to be?  Have we fallen?  Are we hiding?  Are we doing the things that God has called us to?  Are we serving His Kingdom, or are we serving our own fiefdom?  God is looking for us.  Not because He does not know where we are.  And not because He wandered away from us.

My Advice – We ask, “where are you God?  Do not hide your face from me.”  The real question is, “where are you [insert your name here]?  Why are you hiding from God?  “Return to me, and I will return to you,” says the LORD Almighty. (Malachi 3:7, NIV 1984). “So, he got up and went to his father. But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him; he ran to his son, threw his arms around him and kissed him.” (Luke 15:19–20, NIV 1984).  You see, there is no need to hide.  God is looking for our return.

Adam, Where Are You?
Don Francisco

Unashamed and naked in a garden that has never seen the rain,
Rulers of a kingdom, full of joy — never marred by any pain,
The morning all around them seems to celebrate the life they’ve just begun;
And in the majesty of innocence the king and queen come walking in the sun.

But the master of deception now begins with his dissection of the Word
And with all of his craft and subtlety the serpent twists the simple truths they’ve heard,
While hanging in the balance is a world that has been placed at their command
And all their unborn children die as both of them bow down to Satan’s hand.

And just before the ev’ning in the cool of the day, They hear the voice of God as He is walking
And they can’t abide His presence, so they try to hide away;
But still they hear the sound as He is calling:

“Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?”

In the stifling heat of summer now the gard’ner and his wife are in the field
And it seems that thorns and thistles are the only crop his struggles ever yield
He eats his meals in sorrow ’til he sinks in to the dust whence he came
But all down through the ages he can hear his Maker calling out his name.

“Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?”

And though the curse has long be broken
Adams’ sons are still the prisoners of their fears
Rushing helter skelter to destruction with their fingers in their ears
While the Fathers voice is calling with an urgency I’ve never heard before
“Won’t you come in from the darkness now before it’s time to finally close the door!”

“Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, where are you?
Adam, Adam, I love you!”

Author: thebrewisamusing

I was raised in a Christian family and my earliest childhood memories include regular Sunday school and Church attendance as a family. I was taught that our Judeo-Christian values were not just a part of our Sunday routine they should be part of our character and influence all aspects of our lives. I was also taught that as important as these values were they could not save us. We must also be “born again” by accepting Christ.

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