I continue to meditate on the passage from Genesis 22. I love our children so much, I can not even read this passage without my heart in my throat and tears burning my eyes. I put myself in Abraham’s place, Sarah’s place and even Isaac’s place and the images set my pulse racing. And then…
I can see her standing before me, all 5 foot nothing of her with her hands on her hips, oozing energy and fitness and a sparkle that inspires rather than drains me. My chiropractor and new friend. She chides me that I carry all my tension in my neck. I want to follow every instruction…
Shortly after Creation, Adam and Eve trade paradise for a lie and in three short chapters we find them crouching in the trees trying to hide from God. He comes looking for them calling, “Where are you?”. As if. As if He didn’t know right where they were. Fast forward to Mark 1 and we…