Kingdom Man: Silence, I Kill Me!
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Just a thought here (perhaps a subject of discussion), so
hear me through: we read in Genesis 3:6 that Adam was present when Eve was deceived.
The word translated “with her” carries the weight of Adam standing by as a
companion. The key point here is Adam’s silence. He did nothing to stop her,
thus taking the full responsibility of that sinful action on himself.
That’s an amazing picture that takes little imagination: one
stands by doing nothing while watching someone else fall, get beaten up, fail.
I return: while personal responsibility is one major lesson
in this action leading to the fall of mankind into sin, perhaps there is
another matter to consider. First, think of Jesus standing before Pilate just scant
hours away from being crucified. Pilate asks Jesus (John 19:9), “where are you
from?” and Jesus says nothing (stay with me here). Next Pilate asks an
intriguing question: “You do not speak to me? Do you not know that I have
authority to release you, and I have authority to crucify you?” (John 19:10)
Jesus’ answers, “You would have no authority over Me, unless
it had been given you from above . . .” (John 19:11).
Now: Is it possible that Adam’s silence was a gross
misapplication of authority? He was given command by God to rule over creation,
so was he overstepping his bounds by declaring himself to be supreme authority over
his wife and the forbidden tree by his silence? Did Adam think that nothing
would happen to him if someone else disobeyed the command of the Lord?
The horror.
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