Showing posts with label Isaac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Isaac. Show all posts

Monday, 11 February 2013

Reading the Bible 13: Gen 22 God wants me to do what!


Many things reverberate with this reading.  Sacrifice has been going on for a long time in human history.  This account of Abraham and Isaac has been considered in some circles as an account of the movement from human sacrifice and the tradition of offering (literally) the first fruits (first-born) to God.  This is reflected many times throughout biblical history – although not in the literal sense.  It became a symbolic offering.  It can be seen as the beginning of animal sacrifice as a replacement for human sacrifice.  There is also Isaac as a type of Jesus and the once-and-for-all sacrifice of Jesus which ended the practice of animal sacrifice for Christians.   
That being said I have to wonder how Abraham felt during that three-day journey to the place appointed by God.  It must have been with a heavy heart that he made that journey.  Here was the promise – the proof positive of the validity of the covenant with God.  And now God is going to pull out the rug from under his feet and Abraham will be back to having Ishmael as his heir.  The promises of God must have turned to dust in his mouth.  On the other hand I have to wonder what the experience did to Isaac.  How would he have felt in the return journey?  What kind of an impact did the experience have on him in the rest of his life?  Perhaps this is historical relativism and such things did not have the same impact on people in the days of the Patriarchs. Perhaps the right of the father to dispose of his possessions was absolute and unassailable.  However, many of the emotions expressed by those people are very similar to what we experience today – jealousy, fear, envy.   I can’t help believing that Isaac must have wondered - at least to himself - about his close brush with death and the capriciousness of life if not both his fathers – his earthly one and his heavenly one. 

One question I take from this reading is, ‘what sacrifices does God ask of us?’  I have never been asked to make one that compares to the one God asked of Abraham.  Perhaps I have not been listening or wanting to listen that closely to God.  Then again, perhaps Abraham did not hear God clearly the first time and that is why God had to step in ad stop Abraham.  It seems to me that God’s communication with us today is a lot less clear and open to interpretation than in Abraham’s time.  Perhaps that is a good thing.

Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Reading the Bible 11 Gen 21: 1-21 God's Sense of Holy Humour


There is much that has been said and more written about the birth of Isaac and the resulting quasi-nuclear family of Abraham, Sarah, Hagar, Isaac and Ishmael.  For me in this reading two things stick out.  First, God fulfils his promises and second, God opens our eyes.
Through the birth of Isaac God fulfils his covenant with Abraham and with the rescue of Ishmael his promise to Hagar.  Both of these promises are fulfilled in rather unusual ways.  The promise to Abraham was delayed until Abraham was 100 years old.  We are not told how old Sarah is which you might think was more important as she was the one who conceived and gave birth.  However, it is one – the first – of many stories in the bible of God acting in the lives of people when they might have given up hope.  As we have just passed Candlemas, Simeon and Anna come to mind. 

It looked rather hopeless for God promise to Hagar.  She was thrown out into the wilderness with almost nothing after Abraham listened to God.  This seemingly rash act turned out for the best – apparently according to God’s plan - because he opened Hagar’s eyes and enabled her to see what was right in front of her – a well of water. 
In all this I wonder what God has in mind for me.  In terms of age I have more in common with Abraham than Isaac.  It is comforting as well as a bit disconcerting to believe that God has lots left for me to do in my life.  I certainly know that as my wife Lorna points out occasionally I don’t always have eyes to see what is in front of my nose.  Perhaps God will give me eyes to see what he has in mind for the next part of life.  Perhaps the best is yet to come.  Perhaps this is just God's sense of Holy Humour shining through and we can laugh with Sarah.