Do
we unflenchingly obey God like Abraham?
Well
let me back up...
Did
Abraham obey unflenchingly?
Did
he walk slowly to the mount of his son’s sacrifice?
Did
he find other things to delay his journey?
Did
he set his heart stone faced to it willfully?
Did
he grudgingly march towards it?
Did
he sadly wrenchingly move one step past the other?
Did
he walk in peace and assurance?
Did
he run wildly abandoned to it?
How
did he go? I wonder.
Was
his attitude that of a servant fulfilling a duty?
Did
he know instantly that God would make it right?
Was
his relationship with God such that he was unquestioning? Unwavering?
How
was this obedience?
Calm?
Resigned?
Tortured?
Hopeful?
Challenged?
Peaceful?
What?
His
attitude and his walk would speak volumes to me if I knew.
That
he obeyed does already.
But
my soul wonders how to be in such a place as to knowingly go there in peace,
even joy perhaps?
To
already know God so well as to believe steadfastly that His will was always
going to be perfect?
I
mean, there is knowing, and then there is KNOWING.
And
it would take true KNOWING for this task....
Would
that I could surrender myself to Him in such a way as to run gladly into any
appearing clamity that presents itself, knowing that my God is bigger than
anything that could come my way. That He
is never going to allow anything in my life outside of His will. KNOWING Him.
Would
that I could walk in this light knowing Him so closely that there were never a
nanosecond of question come across my mind when such a command was given
me.
How,
father Abraham, was your heart then?
I
think that it was secure in Him all along, having walked with Him so often and
for so long.
They
knew one another well.
Oh
that I could one day say the same.
And
what is my Isaac sacrifice I wonder?
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