6. Abraham’s Sacrifice
The boy was tired of carrying his heavy load.
“Just a bit further.” His father sighed.
“Till we reach where we’re going.”
They piled the wood near the edge of a cliff and looked out over the plain.
“Why did we come here?”
“God told us to.”
“Like when he told you to send my brother away?”
Then they stacked stones into an altar, piling the kindling on top.
“Where’s the sacrifice Dad?”
“God will provide,” his father replied with sorrow tearing his eyes, then he laughed again. “God has provided.” A ram stood waiting to be slain.
Thank you God for all that you have provided,
still provide, and will provide.