Today is “World Naked Gardening Day.” I kid you not. It is a day whose proponents invite people “to tend their portion of the world’s garden unclothed as nature intended.”
I enjoy being naked in the shower, but I ‘m pretty sure I don’t want to tend my daisies as bees buzz around me in my birthday suit. So I’ll stay clothed this day, and every day, in public. You are so welcome.
Now I don’t think there’s anything wrong with gardening in the buff, if that’s your thing and you have very high fences. After all, our first parents strolled around nude in the Garden of Eden, and they didn’t think anything of it. That is, until Adam and Eve disobeyed God and suddenly felt a strange emotion, something that had never invaded their consciences before: guilt. When the Lord showed up and asked why they were hiding, Adam answers with one of the most heartbreaking confessions in scripture: “I heard the sound of You in the garden, and I was afraid because I was naked; so I hid myself.”
It wasn’t supposed to be this way. The king and queen of Eden were supposed to walk naked before God, unashamed, forever. But their defiance of God’s command landed them in a thorny, painful garden of dishonor. You can interpret this story literally or symbolically, and the result is the same: humans have messed up before God.
We may have confessed, but then we go right back to the sin we swore we’d never do before, and we feel more condemned than ever. But guess what?
Are you ready for this?
Are you sure?
Amazingly, God receives us in all our filthy nakedness. In fact, God loves it when we come to Him in unclothed honesty, standing vulnerable before the throne of heaven. That’s why His Son died, to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. If we could just wrap our heads around this, get our hearts in tune with this word, why, who knows what would happen? We might traipse naked before God every day.
Still, I promise not to cavort au naturel in my garden. Again, you’re welcome.