Separation from God may have been the worst tragedy the first couple would ever experience, but it certainly wasn’t the only one.
Just on the heels of the fall of man and the typological expression of our redemption by a blood sacrifice, we find the birth of two beautiful baby boys. It was Eve who named her firstborn Cain (Possession).
In Genesis 4:1, Eve may have expressed an acknowledgment of the Creator, but her newborn’s name exposed her heart. He was her possession.
Not her son…but ‘his’ brother. Cain’s brother. Her possession’s brother. No mention of God. Not a word of the handiwork of the Master Creator – Abel (breath) was Cain’s possession – his brother.
Perhaps we’ve never thought about it from a mother’s perspective, but in a moment of time, Eve lost both sons. One, at the hand of her beloved son – the other at the hand of the Creator of the Universe. One was unjustifiable – the other was the just judgment of the Great I Am.
“And Adam knew his wife again, and she bore a son and called his name Seth, for she said, “God has appointed for me another offspring instead of Abel, for Cain killed him.” To Seth also a son was born, and he called his name Enosh. At that time people began to call upon the name of the LORD.”
God began to make beauty out the ashes of Eve’s life when she conceived Seth. Seth means compensation. He was her compensation for her loss. Funny how biblical names can be so telling, isn’t it.
But more important than a son to compensate for her loss was the legacy that would follow. At that time people began to call upon the name of the LORD! Her family, which once difined the word dysfunctional, now would be distinguished as the ones who would begin calling on the name of the Lord.
As mothers, we have no greater joy than to see our children walk in truth. The beauty of seeing her children calling upon the name of the Lord may not have ever erased the pain of her loss, but it certainly was an obvious act by the Living God to extend grace to her hurting heart and bring beauty out of her ashes.
Today, you may be in the midst of your own ash heap. Maybe you’re a momma who is praying for her prodigal. Perhaps you have a child in prison or one who has a terminal illness. You may not be able to see the beauty that will one day be yours…but our God delights in making beauty out of the ashes of our lives.
He did it for Eve. He did it for those who have gone before us. He will do it for you, sweet friend. Hold on…He will do it for you!
Are you going through a difficult time? Can I have the honor of praying for you?