And Isaac said to his father Abraham, “My father!” And he said, “Here I am, my son.” He said, “Behold, the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for a burnt offering?” Genesis 22:7
Can you feel this pivotal moment between Isaac and Abraham? Isaac knows there’s going to be some kind of sacrifice. The wood is ready, but where is the lamb? With this question on his mind, he turns to ask his father. Was it a casual inquiry or was he beginning to probe the unthinkable?
These kinds of moments are awful to live through. Our gut knows that something is dreadfully wrong and we look to someone wise to tell us that this isn’t what we fear it is. We feel like a child. And we are. We turn to the only wise Father to voice our questions. Like Abraham, He welcomes us. He understands our frame. We are safe to need Him.
To live childlike with Him, even on good days, is to secure a posture that prepares us for the hard moments when we will cry out, “Abba, Daddy!” We know it won’t feel awkward on our tongues. With the right theology, it will be instinctive to run home for strength.
The world says that maturity is to become independent. From the full context of scripture, God says that maturity is to become more childlike. The cynicism and fear that comes with age begs us to move us away from dependence on anyone. We must intentionally cultivate childlike faith. Life may seem like it is unraveling but God holds the threads.
Our family has had some dark moments. Perhaps none was more difficult than the knock at our door, one summer night, at 3:00 a.m. It was June 16th, 2019. A friend, and a security officer from our son’s place of employment, told us that our son had taken his own life. Nothing could have prepared us for the shock of that. But we discovered yet again, in the most profound way possible, that it’s possible to be tethered to the Rock of Ages. How strong the cords of Love that held us fast!
I need nothing, and no one, more than I need You, Lord. Amen