He came bursting through the door barely able to get his words out. All she could decipher at first was, “We’re leaving!”
Running from room to room, he scanned each one quickly determining what would be taken and what would be left behind. She could barely keep up to him and had an even harder time comprehending what he was telling her. She had never seen such joy and excitement on her husband’s face. I imagine Abraham must have finally turned to her and said something like this:
“Sarah, I met God today – the living God. He promised great blessings, unbelievable blessings. But Sarah, the most incredible blessing is that from us would come a great nation. Do you know what that means? It means God is promising that we will have a son.”
A son!
This was the one thing Sarah longed for. In her culture, a woman’s worth was based on her ability to bear a son, an heir for her husband, and Sarah had lived long with the stigma of barrenness. No matter what joys of life she experienced, they were always dampened by her desire for a child.. I think Sarah must have started pulling clothes out of drawers, emptying every closet. Most likely she called the realtor and scheduled a yard sale. Oh, how she wanted a child! Yet in the midst of the excitement, she must have paused and asked Abraham this question,
“I’m willing to leave, but where are we going? What’s the plan?” Continue Reading