I was looking at Genesis again over the weekend, this time at the story of the fall. The passage regarding covering the nakedness of Adam and Eve caught my attention. I thought about what it must have been like before the leather garments which God crafted for them.
It reminded me of how God strips away my clothing as I walk through the waterfall, so that I come to Him naked.
Francis de Sales, my patron saint, coached his protege Jeanne de Chantal about being naked before Him.
I think that in the fulfillment of time we will cast off all barriers to each other and to Him, returning to the nakedness of the garden, gloriously resurrected and unashamed.
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