The cool Palestinian zephyr tickled Isaac with the tender shoots of budding
millets... The 13 year old skipped ahead of his father in ecstasy... Abraham considered the boy's silhouette, within the soft orange of the setting sun, as he knelt in the open fields in thanks...
He had just beheld two perfections nestled in one while kneeling on acres of wealth... How did get here? A nomad who had lived on his father's property till the age of 75... Living thoughtless about his purpose... now a wealthy nation 38 years down the line...
"YHWH... blessed be your Holy name... You are Lord God Almighty... Which was, Which is and Which is to come... You are worthy to receive glory and honour and power; for you created everything and for your pleasure they were created..."
While Abraham had his nostrils inhaling the soft earth of Beersheba... the council of 24 elders had their nostrils flailed with the glory of the throne room in Zion as they basked in YHWH's awesomeness... their knees bowed... their crowns cast...
"COUNCIL RISE" YHWH's voice rippled through their glowing skin and essence could be seen bursting forth in their cells... their knees, toes, hands and forehead tingled from the current of electric bolts flowing down YHWH's throne as they rose to their seats... their crowns floated off the ground and settled majestically on their heads...
"BEHOLD ABRAHAM, MY FRIEND... I WANT TO MAKE A DEMAND OF HIM... HIS ONLY SON AS A SACRIFICE"
The heaven was silent... none could question YHWH's decision... yet puzzlement eroded the peace deep within the elders... Why would YHWH choose to demand of this loyal man, the only promise he had waited 25 years to obtain...
"WHY? YOU WONDER" YHWH poured forth more currents of awe "YET THE QUESTION I ASK YOU IS, WILL HE?"
Without aforethought the 24 elders answered in unison "LORD... you know all things"
Down in the millet fields of Beersheba, Abraham rose to an empty field... no millet stalk in sight... no Isaac in sight... the amber sun was gone... and he panicked... his heart rushed to his eyes as he search frantically behind the nothingness of the field for his teenage son.... what had just happened...?
Then Abraham felt HIM before he heard HIM... that soft yet monstrous presence that overwhelmed involuntarily... Abraham fluttered in YHWH's presence... he fell flat in fear, awe, and reverence... The last time he had been visited by YHWH was almost 14 years ago... this was bliss unwritten... delight blended in molecules of harmony... the only word he could mutter was "YHWH... YHWH... YHWH"
"I AM..." YHWH spoke smilingly "BEEN A WHILE FRIEND" YHWH continued as Abraham wept in the rapture of His voice "I DESIRE SOMETHING YOU LOVE DEARLY"
"You have all that I own YHWH" Abraham wept in a million euphoria...
"GO UP TO MT MORIAH... TO A SPOT I WILL SHOW YOU AND SACRIFICE ISAAC THERE" YHWH continued
And the beautiful music ringing in Abraham's spirit came to an abrupt end...
"Isaac" Abraham repeated... not really asking "when you say sacrifice, is that metaphorical?"
"SLAUGHTER HIM AS YOU WOULD AN UNBLEMISHED LAMB AND OFFER HIM AS A BURNT OFFERING" YHWH retorted
The silence that followed felt like a thousand eternities... Abraham was... YHWH was... the universe was... Abraham couldn't even hear his own heartbeat... fear of the outcome of YHWH's visit shut his vocal chords... the speech centre in his brain received signals but rejected responses... how best could he respond to YHWH's request?
Part two of Abraham's struggle to sacrifice Isaac continues next week...
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