"There he built an
altar to the Lord and called on the name of the Lord.” Genesis 12:8
God said to Abraham, “It’s time for a trip. You and the wife pack the Winnebago and
travel to where I tell you.” So Abraham
pulled out and headed south taking his possessions and a promise.
“You will become a great nation.
You will have a great name. I
will bless you, and everybody else will be blessed through you”(Gen. 12:2).
Abraham traveled to Shechem—and built an altar. He moved between Ai and Bethel— and built an
altar. He moved to Egypt—(not so good
but God was.) He moved back from Egypt
to the altar between Ai and Bethel. He
moved to Hebron—and built an altar.
His nephew Lot, whom he should have left at home, moved to
Sodom and was soon a spoil of war.
Abraham and 318 personal soldiers ran to the rescue, routed the four
raiding rulers, and returned with Lot, a lot of others, and all the loot. The grateful king of Sodom said, “Keep what
you’ve collected,” but Abraham took no pay and no prize. “After this, the word of the Lord came to Abram in a vision: ‘Do not be afraid, Abram. I am your shield, your very great reward’”(Gen
15:1). He had refused the goods of
men, and his reward was God.
Abraham didn’t need stuff.
He needed a son. So he asked, “O Sovereign Lord, what can you give me
since I remain childless…My servant will be my heir”(Gen. 15:2). But God said, “No, not your servant. Your own son.” He took Abraham outside and ordered, “Look up. Tally the stars and you’ll be
totaling your descendants”(Gen. 15:5).
“Abraham believed the Lord, and He credited
it to him as righteousness.”(Gen. 15:6).
And Abraham
built an altar.
God’s
blessings are beyond what we can figure.
Look around
and count—and offer your thanks on the altar of faith.
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