I was raised in a mainline Christian church, and I spent the Sundays of my youth in Sunday School class. I’ve now decided that some of those well-meaning illustrated Bible stories can sure mess with the mind of understanding.
This morning, in my reading of Genesis 22 and the study of four different commentaries, I discovered the false image I’ve had in my head all of these years. When we read the story of God’s request that Abraham sacrifice his beloved son Isaac, it isn’t hard to see all the foreshadowing of God’s sacrifice of His beloved Son Jesus. That I’ve understood since I was a new believer reading the Bible. What I didn’t see until this morning was that Isaac was not some scared little boy. He wasn’t even a teenager. He was probably somewhere between 27 and 33 years old. Abraham was about 127 years old at the time. He certainly couldn’t have overpowered Isaac to place him on the altar. No, Isaac, once he learned he was to be the sacrifice, must have offered himself willingly and in obedience. Both of these men trusted completely in God Almighty.
Interesting how knowing that changes the way I react to this portion of Scripture.
In the grip of His grace,