The first day going to school on his own was quite something.
The night before his Mum checked to see if he had remembered to lay out everything he would wear. She also checked to see if he had remembered to get his bag packed properly. She also checked to see if he had remembered to brush his teeth before going to bed. She also checked to see if he had remembered to polish his shoes. His Mum was good at the checking – it was a good thing his Dad had given him the heads up to remind him that his Mum would be about checking see if he had remembered.
Waking up on time, getting washed and getting ready to leave for school had all gone well. His Dad had given an approving smirk as he sorted himself out with a decent breakfast and looked smart in his school uniform. His Mum wanted to fuss some more, but he reassured her that he was ready. She asked him to check his bag one more time. Good thing too, because as well prepared as he thought he was, it was on this check that he realised that he forgot his shorts for PE. That would have caused an embarrassing scene. He knew what had happened to others who forgot their PE shorts. He was grateful for his Mum, but didn’t want to show it. His Mum knew, though, because she’d deliberately taken them out of his bag when he wasn’t looking that morning.
Finally he was set for the journey to school.
Later that evening his Dad was reflecting on an episode he read about Abraham and his dear son Isaac. They were on their way to a place called Moriah. Four of them set out to go on the journey and three days into it, Abraham told two of them to stay behind whilst he and his son went up to the prepared place. What struck him as he read this journey was how Isaac noticed how prepared his father was for the journey with the exception of one rather important part of the proceedings.
So Abraham placed the wood for the burnt offering on Isaac’s shoulders, while he himself carried the fire and the knife. As the two of them walked on together, Isaac turned to Abraham and said, “Father?”
“Yes, my son?” Abraham replied.
“We have the fire and the wood,” the boy said, “but where is the sheep for the burnt offering?”
“God will provide a sheep for the burnt offering, my son,” Abraham answered. And they both walked on together.
As the Dad read this and considered his own son’s relief at remembering his shorts he chuckled. There was something about that which challenged him about his own trust and faith in his heavenly Father. It would be all well and good packing his bag with everything to be prepared for the journey, but could he trust his Father to know what He was doing when things didn’t look like they were all in order?
Trust from the son in the father. Trust from the father to God. Trust that all that would be needed in the journey would be provided.
For His Name’s Sake
C. L. J. Dryden