One day when I was 75 and living in Ur, I heard the voice of God and He told me to leave my country, my people and my father’s household and go to the land that He would show me. I was a bit unsure at first if I should go or not and I had never heard of this God before, nor have my friends and family. Some of my family told me not to go, but I decided to trust God and go to the land that He promised for me, with my wife Sarai and my nephew Lot and some of my people. We travelled to the land of Canaan and at the time the Canaanites were still living there. When we got there, God told me that He would give my descendants the land of Canaan. So then I built an altar to the Lord and from Canaan I continued with my family to the hills east of Bethel.
