When God told me to take my only son Isaac to Mount Moriah and sacrifice him as a burnt offering to Him, I was confused and mad. Isaac was my only son, the one God had promised to give me and now he wanted me to sacrifice him. Even though I didn’t want to sacrifice him, I listened to the Lord. The next day, I got up and I loaded my donkey, I cut wood for the offering and I set off with my son and two servants up the mountain. On the third day of the journey, I saw the mountain in the distance and I told my servants that me and my son would go up the mountain to worship and then we would come back to them. I gave Isaac the wood to carry up the mountain and I carried a knife and the supplies for the fire. As we were walking, Isaac asked me where the lamb for the burnt offering was, so I told him that the Lord would provide. When we got to the place that God told me about, I built a altar and I put the wood on top of it. I then bound up my son with rope and I laid him on top of the offering. I took the knife I brought with me and I was about to kill my son, when I heard the voice of a angel of the Lord. The angel told me not to lay a hand on my son and said that I feared God because I didn’t withdraw from killing my son. God provided a ram for me, which I found in a thicket and I took it and sacrificed it as a burnt offering instead of my son. Because I did not withdraw from killing my son, the Lord promised to bless me and make my descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and the sand on the beach. He also promised that my descendants would take possession of the cities of their enemies and all nations on earth would be blessed because I obeyed God.
