But, in the end, we fail. Our human shortcomings get in the way. We feel we let Christ down, but we can’t let Him down. We let ourselves down instead.
Freedom entails risk. Risk of failure. Risk of rejection. Jesus’ early disciples freely risked everything to share their faith. A faith that is held close and hoarded is like a seed that is never planted: There is a promise of a harvest, but no action leading to fruitfulness.
We can take a stand against injustice. We can be defenders of the vulnerable and innocent. The widow and the fatherless. We can speak out on behalf of the weak and powerless.
Abraham was willing to sacrifice his only son out of love for his God, but his hand was stopped by the Lord. God was willing to sacrifice His Only Son out of love for Humankind, and He let the sacrifice happen and come to Its Glorious Conclusion.
In Jesus Christ, the Perfect Sacrifice was found: a Son of Abraham, a Son of God. An Acceptable Blood Sacrifice that cancels out Abraham’s debt and ours as well.
We have one Father, but many differences, a calliope of cultures and experiences, a broad palette of skillsets, that the Lord intended should complement each other.