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So many believers love these words
but I mostly hear in it, echoes
of the story I hate
from the Old Testament
when you test Abraham--
ask him to make the ultimate sacrifice
not himself,
but his son,
just to see if he would obey.
I hate that you ask such a cruel thing
(it doesn't sound like you, really)
but you come out looking like the good guy
in the nick of time so
it's Abraham's answer I hate more,
I hate that Abraham answers
with his knife.
If that's faith you can have it
and leave me to shield
my son.
If you want him you'll have to take him
over my dead body.
How can Abraham call himself a parent
and put a cause--
even his salvation--even ours--
ahead of the life
of a child, the life of his
child,
the life of
His only son?
So it got me to thinking
that
as much as I hate that story,
you might have hated it more
writing it
knowing you'd be the one with the knife
soon enough
and no one to stop your hand.
As much as I hate that story,
that's as much as you love
the world.
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