Painting by Guercino Abramo ripudia Agar at Wikimedia Commons.
In
the golden silence of the shining dawn,
The
verses like butterflies combined with the scent of lilac rise from
the depths,
Giving
the beauty of the moment, sparkling words like shooting stars.
The
earth swirling like a joyful dance in the opposite direction of the
clock,
From
west to east,
Made
the rotation twirl on its own axis.
The
radiant sun gradually appeared on the eastern horizon in the morning,
Announcing
that day,
Around
2000 BC, as a divine oracle, in Mesopotamia,
In
the lands of ancient Orient "present-day Iraq",
The
birth of Abram, son of Terah, in Ur of Chaldees.
Precious
son of Amatlai,
Descendant
of a lineage enchanted by idols, your destiny seemed already set.
Like
a hidden secret garden within you,
The
divine seed slumbered within you,
Patiently
waiting for the right moment to sprout and illuminate your path.
Like
a ray of light at twilight,
A
voice was heard:
"Leave
your country, your homeland, and your father's house, to the land I
will show you."
And
like an inspired poet, letting his heart speak freely,
You
believed without seeing, carried by a fervent faith, like a
visionary,
In
answering the call, like a bold navigator voyaging into the unknown,
Thus
demonstrating the depth of your pure and humble soul, ready to
embrace divine light.
For
later, Yeshua, the Messiah, will say:
"My
sheep hear my voice, I know them, they follow me."
Descendant
of Shem, son of Noah,
Like
a silver stream gently flowing through green valleys,
In
the depths of the sacred silence where human meets divine, in the
mystical dawn,
The
Word, magnificent like a symphonist orchestrating emotions, tied
promises, witnesses of your encounter,
Setting
the stage for a new season of your life, woven with promises and
adventures.
Like
a majestic maple tree of Abram "high father", you became
Abraham "father of a multitude of nations".
And
like a scarlet rose blossoming under the sun's caress,
Sarai
"my princess" your wife became Sarah "princess",
radiant with beauty and grace.
Father
of faith,
Like
an unshakable rock in the storm,
Twenty-five
years after the promise,
In
the splendor of mature age "a hundred years for Abraham, ninety
years for Sarah",
When
the vigor of youth gives way to the wisdom of years,
And
when the seed of man and the womb of woman can no longer bring forth
life,
Through
your unwavering faith,
You
experienced a miraculous cellular regeneration,
Thus
birthing the son of promise, Isaac "smile".
Like
a shining star in the firmament,
On
Mount Moriah,
Your
faith, more precious than gold,
Was
tested and tried, like a jewel forged by fire.
Patriarch,
Like
a pillar of faith, you overcame trials with courage,
You
obeyed God blindly to the point of sacrificing what you cherished
most in the world,
By
offering on the altar of obedience your filial love "Isaac".
For
you firmly believed in God's ability to resurrect him,
Thus
testifying to your absolute trust in His providence.
Like
an imperturbable fortress in the midst of life's storms,
You
braved the winds and tides of life,
You
walked the rugged paths of faith,
You
lifted your soul to the heavens,
Holding
firm as a rock amidst the roaring waves.
Like
a gentle whisper caressing the soul,
You
experienced God in a new dimension,
Giving
humanity the inheritance of Jehovah Jireh,
Through
the divine provision of an innocent ram, image of Hamashiach,
The
ultimate sacrifice meant to atone for the sins of the world.
For
Yeshua, the Messiah, will say:
"Abraham
saw my day, and rejoiced."
Valiant
warrior,
Like
a legendary hero with divine powers,
You
demonstrated the absolute power of your hands,
Delivering
your dear nephew Lot from the merciless clutches of the enemies of
Sodom.
Like
a celestial angel descended on earth,
You
displayed the beauty of your luminous heart,
Administering
with grace the spoils of Lot's conquest, with a wisdom befitting
kings,
Thus
paying homage and supreme offering to the high priest king,
Melchizedek, king of Salem.
But
even more,
Like
a lighthouse illuminating the darkness,
You
showcased the transcendent greatness of your charitable soul,
Advocating
fervently for Lot and all his noble lineage, for their light of life
to be protected,
Amidst
the devouring flames of the heavenly destruction of Sodom and
Gomorrah.
Friend
of God,
Like
a rose garden at the dawn of spring,
From
the sacred promise,
"Your
descendants will be as numerous as the dust grains of the earth"
Through
Ishmael, Islam is born,
In
the arid desert,
Through
Isaac, Judaism is born,
In
the Promised Land,
And
through Yeshua, the Messiah,
Christianity
flourishes,
In
the grace and redemption of sinful man.
For
you are the father of believers in these three great monotheistic
religions,
Like
the shining dawn on the horizon,
From
wandering nomad to shepherd in vast plains,
You
became the one who gathers the righteous in his sacred haven.
For
after your last breath,
The
one whose word is the unquestionable truth, will say of you,
"Abraham
obeyed my voice and observed my orders, my commandments, my statutes
and my laws."
To
Abraham, the father of faith.
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