March 1, 2015
As night approached the sun lost its strength and began to fall beneath the shadows. A rising moon gained more light and energy. Stars peaked like tiny eyes of angels. A sand viper slithered across a rock and disappeared. A lone hawk hovered on a distant sky. The Patriarch worked methodically as he prepared his sacrifice. A three year old heifer. A three year old goat. A three year old ram. A turtledove. And a young pigeon. Animals for anointing. Blood for blessing. Commitment for cause.
He laid them in two rows, deftly slicing his sharp, two edged knife through the dead carscasses of the ram, heifer, and goat. He was constructing borders of the Supernatural. He was creating a Divine map of sacrifice. The Divine would come to the desire. The Everlasting would soon walk amidst the ordinary.
As the Father of faith assembled the God drawing flesh of sacrifice, birds of prey squawked above. The lone hawk had been joined by a demonic team of hungry fowl. They descended fast. Abraham acted fast. He would not lose his sacrifice. The vultures would not take what belonged to God.
Abraham drove them away. He could have allowed the vultures a piece of meat. But vultures wouldn’t have been satisfied with a taste. They would have devoured the flesh to the bone. That’s what vultures do. They descend on the desiccating body. They expand and contract their needle point claws. They latch on to the feast of flesh like a bull dog gripping a man’s leg. They poke and peck and pound the meat. They pick away the chunks of flesh, each gulp dissipating the meaty carcass, until nothing remains but a naked bone structure to bleach in a desert’s sun. The darting, beady eyes of Satanic nature look for more. The blood soaked beaks will never be satisfied. Vultures live to dine on death. You cannot expect them to change their nature, to suddenly want to trade their blood-thirst for a compassionate heart.
- You can’t expect to get a different result from something made to eat flesh.
- You can’t expect a marriage to survive if you feed it to the vultures of adultery.
- You can’t expect a relationship to survive if you feed it to the vultures of dishonesty.
- You can’t expect a faith to survive if you feed it to the vultures of self satisfaction.
- You can’t expect love to survive if you expose it, undefended, tot the vultures of lust and lasciviousness.
- You can’t expect peace to survive if you leave it unprotected to the vultures of violence, terror, and destructive philosophies.
- You can’t expect mercy to survive if you walk away from it and leave it to the vultures of self righteousness, bigotry, hatred, and judge-mentalism. Listen now…