seeds from us. We agreed, and we tasted, and we saw into a realm that we were not meant to “see” into. Our communion shifted. Conflict entered the atmosphere. Conflict set in motion events of shame! Instead of coming boldly before the Planter to worship, we hid. We fell, and we satisfied a lower desire within us! The satisfaction tasted sweet for just a moment until we realized that the relationship we had with the Planter was not the same. He sought us, but we wanted to find a way to keep from discussing