From My Journal: Adam Before Eve

So God created man in his own
image. From the dust of the earth
God molded man’s outer form to
perfection surpassing that of
nature itself and from the fabrics
of the divine realm God formed
man’s spirit to be likened to his
own. God named him Adam for
he was the man that God created
to look after all of creation. I
could imagine how it must’ve felt
when Adam first walked on the
lush green of the new earth: the
breeze bringing in the fresh
scent of the ocean to his
nostrils; the wind whistling
thorough the leaves of the
fruitful trees; the open fields to
run through where herbivores
were grazing with their
companions – all of it; all of
creation; too beautiful to be
taken in by one being. I imagine
that Adam had a profound,
euphoric joy in those first days
spent in untainted nature and in
the company of God himself.
Nothing could come between the
both of them as they’d spend
most their days together in the
shade of the trees on the river
bank and sometimes on the top
of a hill to watch the sun go
down behind the mountains.
Adam would leap from sitting on
the ground and start hollering
like a man possessed all from
the joy he had inside of him. God
would laugh the laugh of an old
man amused by his grandson
and watch Adam as he’d run
around exploring the fine details
of God’s work. He’d walk this
way and that way, caring for the
animals and singing with the
birds. Exhausted at the end of
the day, he retreat next to God
and they watched the sky turn
orange and then dark blue.
They’d talk like old friends and
Adam would make God smile just
as nature made Adam beam with
pleasure. Many days went by like
this, where each day was filled
with joy and adventure for Adam
and where in each day God
would appreciate the satisfaction
it gave him to see Adam’s
delight.
On one night when the stars and
the large moon gave light in the
darkness, when God had left
Adam to rest, he sat quietly in
the dim light and watched
around him. He heard the frogs
at the pond, he heard the water
in the river as it continued to
flow, and every sound around
him was his lullaby, but tonight
he didn’t immediately fall asleep.
Adam counted the animals that
were around him and
remembered the names he gave
to them. He counted the sheep
too but not for the purpose of
falling asleep. Adam was
troubled. He saw that each and
every animal that God created
had a counterpart that looked
like it. The bull had its cow, the
boar had its sow, the cock had
its hen, the stud had its mare,
but Adam was alone. Yes, God
was almost always with Adam,
but they were not the same.
Adam was God’s companion but
not his counterpart. This worried
him. It was like a rock was tied
to his heart and was pulling it
downward. Adam was alone and
he was lonely. That night he did
not sleep. He sat against the
trunk of the tree and thought
about his companion. He
thought of what she’d look like
and if she would run through the
fields with him every morning.
He wondered if she would beam
as he did when he watched the
sun set behind the great
mountains and if she’d skip in
the shallow river in excitement of
the cold water flowing at her
feet. Thinking of all of this made
him sad. He didn’t have what he
wished for and because of this
he neither slept nor spent his
days with as much zeal as he
had before. God sensed his
distress and was worried. He
would ask Adam about it but he
wouldn’t confess it. In his mind
he thought that it would be an
ungrateful thing to ask God for a
companion as He'd already given
him so much, but on one
evening his aching heart became
more than he could bear so he
told God, with heavy, wet eyes
and a bowed head, what he felt
in only three words: I am
lonely...
Sometimes when you read about
somebody specific in the Bible,
you see similar characters from
that character in yourself.