Then Abraham reached out his hands and took the knife to slaughter his son.
I am fearful that God will steal my joy from me, that He will take what I love most away from me. Like Abraham, I fear I will be called to put to death the things and relationships I treasure most. But there in lies the problem: What I love most and what brings me the most joy should be Christ. The difference between Abraham and I is that he was willing to sacrifice his beloved son because he loved and feared God first and because he knew that Isaac was a gift from God. The things I am fearful God will ask me to put to death are clenched in my straining sweaty little hands as I try and hide from the One who might ask them of me. God does not want to kill our joy, but He does want us to hold all we have with open hands with a proper perspective on who is the giver of those things and the ultimate source of joy, hope and love.