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Tuesday, 15 March 2011

God created Jammy. and she's good.

In the beginning, God created Jammy.

And she was without form, a faint flicker of potential; potential that could be bottled into one individual and distinct package that made up all beings.

And God said, Let there be flesh: and there was flesh. And God saw the flesh, that is was good: and God divided flesh from bone. A body was formed, and he became content as he spread pale skin over bone and flesh. And the evening and the morning were the first day.

And God divided the flesh and the bone to make limbs; moulding them into proportion, enabling his creation to take the first tenuous steps alone, proud that the limbs could withstand their function. And the evening and the morning were the second day.

And God shook his head with the restlessness and clumsiness of her, he presented her with the gift of senses; plucking colours from nature and mixing them to a fine green, becoming to her face, allowing her to see herself, God's creation for the first time. He gave her a nose, a mouth with a warm and gracious smile and ears that appreciated the gift of sound.

And God, not content with the appearance of her, pulled fine strings and vines from the trees and placed them atop her head. The creation shrugged her shoulders, staining the vines with red, and she was content with her involvement. And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.

And God began to enjoy interacting with his creation, proud, gaining an appreciation and love for such beauty. Pronouncing that, to accompany her qualities, she needed more; and so, gave her the final gift of a brain and a personality. A shining attitude that was welcoming and forgiving, but with enough of the same spark of potential he saw in the beginning to be strong, to stand up for herself and to be an individual. And the evening and the morning were the fifth day.

And God watched what he had made, and it was very good. For what he did not anticipate when she spoke to him, a first, melodic call; not that of a dove or anything similar, but something unique and better because of this. And this, the moment when God's creation took his breath away.

2 comments:

  1. Dear god; I'm incredibly flattered :) And as per usual, your writing is amazing... thank you xx

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