My dear friend Angel shared this poem with me and I wanted to post it too so I can remember it. Its just so beautiful.
Trust Me with Your Isaac
Written by: Beth Moore
For every Abraham who dares to kiss the foreign field, where glory for a moment grasped is for a lifetime tilled…
The voice of God speaks not but once but til the traveler hears, “Abraham, Abraham, Bring your Isaac here!”
“Bring not the blemished sacrifice, what lovest thou the most? Look not into the distance, you’ll find your Isaac close.”
“I hear the tearing of your heart torn between two loves, the ones your vision can behold the Other hid above.”
“Do you trust me, Abraham with your gravest fear? Will you pry your fingers loose and bring your Isaac here?”
“Have I not made you promises? Hold them tight instead! I am the Lover of your soul – the Lifter of your head.”
“Believe me, O my Abraham when blinded by the cost. Arrange the wooded alter and count your gains but loss.”
“Let tears wash clean your blinded eyes until unveiled you see – the ram caught in the thicket there to set your Isaac free.”
“Perhaps I’ll send him down the mount to walk right by your side. No longer in your iron grasp, but safer still in mine.”
“Or I may wrap him in the wind and sweep him from your sight to better things beyond your reach – believe with all your might!”
“Look up, beloved Abraham, Can you count the stars? Multitudes will stand to reap from one dear friend of God.”
“Pass the test, my faithful one; bow to me as Lord. Trust me with your Isaac – see, I am your great Reward.”
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