Promises

Promises… full of hope, yet full of angst …Promises

I’ve got you... the promise I heard while sitting with my dying Randy …I’ve got you

The angst… deep emptiness that accompanies me, with me asking do you really got me God, because I wither. How long? How? When? What? Why? Where? …The angst

Sarah and Abraham… given the promise of a miracle baby, yet the angst pushed them to produce a baby without God. We’ve got the promise, so let’s make it happen for it’s taking too long _{(my words in their heart.)} So much bad happened with that situation, with Hagar being used unmercifully …Abraham and Sarah

Have mercy… yes, my heart can be full of angst, with wiles to fill this promise …Have mercy

The proving… Abraham told to give the blessing child back to God… by death. Extreme? Maybe. Abraham’s heart was on the line …The proving

Do you want your blessing … or … do you want me?

God or blessing?… truthfully, the angst drives me towards the blessing… Blessing or God?

Mercy, oh God, Mercy

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Inspired by Bible Project Podcast 10.8.2018

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