Adam and Eve

My boyfriend, Adam, and I often have conversations about Christianity and God. He is confident in his belief in God and I think that I believe but I’m still confused. I had been thinking a lot about all of this lately, ever since I interviewed my aunt and uncle for my essay. Their views really had an unexpectedly huge influence on me, and my thoughts have been tending towards religious subject matter more than ever lately.

Last week, Adam and I went to Byron for a day just because we love it there. We were at a market and sat down at a bench to eat, again. I looked over at a family sitting at a nearby bench. They struck me as glorious and beautiful and even divine. I could not stop staring. I was freaking out. ‘Adam, babe, seriously, look there. It’s Adam and Eve. Oh my God, it’s Adam and Eve. This is insane.’ I could not shut up. He had seen it too, he felt it too. Tears were rolling down his cheeks. Seriously, he was crying actual tears – that’s a telling effect of their glory. This family were divine, for sure. This couple had the most amazing aura about them; they were honestly glowing against the trees. They were perfect.

Adam (of Adam and Eve) is a big black guy with long braids that end in dreads. He is physically perfect.  He was wearing a crisp white linen shirt and dark green shorts. He was reading the newspaper; like any old average Joe, Adam was reading the paper. Imagine it. Eve was staring into the distance with the most peaceful, moving look on her face. It was mainly this angelic face that caught my eye at the start. She has beautiful, long, blonde hair that ends in dreads. Her skin is fair and delicate and perfect. She was wearing a purple silk skirt and matching top and was carrying her beautiful baby in a green silk wrap against her creamy, soft body. Angel baby has thick dark hair and bright eyes. Eve was running her fingers through her beautiful son’s ringlets. He is the perfect shade of caramel and the cutest, most perfect looking boy I’ve ever seen. Caramel looks about three. He was wearing a green linen shirt, matching pants and blue gum boots. This feeling that they created in me was one that I had never felt before. I had never before been so moved by a seemingly normal group of people. It was an intense, profound, beautiful experience. I think it may have been my very own religious experience.

We tried our hardest to take a photo without alerting them to our creepiness. Really, we were that random stalker-like couple who stared lovingly at another family for a good half an hour. There was something about this beautiful family that drew the two of us in; but no one else was looking at them. It was crazy that no one else seemed to notice them because they did something incredible to me, and to Adam, too. And I can’t help but think that this was meant for us, that there was some reason we felt so moved by them, and that only we seemed so connected to them. We didn’t want to leave. We only left because they did. And when they did, there was no reason to stay.

I wander if someone, God maybe, is answering my confused questions by giving me something to think about; by giving me Adam and Eve.