I love my Church for many reasons. One reason is well stated by
Elder Russell M. Nelson: "Teachings of the [Restored Gospel] are beautifully simple and simply beautiful. They are understood by the humble, yet they can excite the intellect of the brightest minds."
While preparing to teach a lesson for Sunday School, I started reading about Abraham's legendary willingness to sacrifice his own son, Isaac (
Genesis 22). The story at the surface is strange at best. Not unlike many stories in the Old Testament, I'm finding. A prophet-father is promised a posterity greater in number than the stars in the sky. In his old age, his wife, Sarah, bears him one son, the "child of promise." They are overjoyed. In fact, they name their son, Isaac, meaning "he laughs," referring to their astonishment and joy upon finding that Sarah was miraculously pregnant. Some years later, the Lord commands Abraham to take Isaac to a hilltop, build an altar and sacrifice him in the same worshipful fashion as he was accustomed to do with animals.
What? Slaughter his only son, like an animal? What happens to "posterity without number"? What about the whole not killing people thing? And killing your own son? It seems a very strange request from the Lord.
But that's not the point, is it? The whole point of the account is completely lost without emphasizing Abraham's response to the commandment from a Lord that he loves and trusts. And this relationship between Abraham and God is not nearly as richly accounted for in the King James Bible as it is in the
Pearl of Great Price.
In
Abraham 1, we learn that at a young age, Abraham desired to know God, to be close to Him, and to attain the "blessings of the fathers." Through personal righteousness, he in time became worthy of being ordained a priest, firmly establishing the beginnings of his relationship with the Lord. The men in his family were caught up in idolatry, including his own father. They too had been ordained priests--of multiple heathen gods. In response to his attempts to teach them truth, Abraham was "chosen" to be one of the human/child sacrifices to the god of Elkenah. While on the altar, Abraham is saved by an angel of God. I have to wonder if the priest performing the sacrifice was his own father. On the one hand, how devastating and traumatic for a young man, for any child. On the other, how empowering to so tangibly experience the deliverance of God.
Wow! How's that for adding richness to the Genesis account? Have you ever thought how deeply personal this trial was for Abraham? That it was uniquely engineered for him. Not only was Isaac his only son, who he loved; not only had the Lord promised him posterity without number; not only was the sacrifice of a human being a strange request from a God of miracles and love; in this instance, the Lord commanded Abraham to do to young Isaac what his own idolatrous father had done to him! Imagine the sadness and fear that the Lord's commandment stirred up in his heart. Then think about his obedience and trust in the face of all of those very good excuses not to obey the commandment. (How could he even trust himself that it was a commandment from the Lord?) And then, can you imagine the relief, the raw emotion, when with knife in hand, an angel of the Lord speaks from heaven and says, "Lay not thine hand upon the lad, neither do thou any thing unto him: for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son from me." Wouldn't you like to believe that this was the same angel that saved him in his youth? Frankly, the story moves me. Deeply.
I love my Church. Sometimes I feel like I enjoy a "
love affair" with the scriptures of the Restoration. My Church teaches me right from wrong, good from evil, and my place in this universe, e.g.
Abraham 3:24-25. I love it!