CHAPTER 12
Not long after God visited the house of Abraham, Sarah conceived a child and they named him Isaac. While Abraham stands in his field, he hears the voice of the Lord again: “Abraham.” “Yes, my Lord, here I am,” Abraham responds. “Take your son Isaac, whom I have given you, to Mount Moria, where I want you to offer a sacrifice to me; your son Isaac.” “Lord, even in this will I obey, for you are faithful and your Word is true, that even should I sacrifice my son, you, my Lord, have the power to raise him up again. So be it. According to your Word, my Lord, your faithful servant believes.”
The next morning Abraham awakes Isaac. “Be prepared, my son, for today we will honor God. Let us depart for Moria, for there we will offer a sacrifice to the Lord our God.” “Yes, Father,” Isaac responds.
In the third day of the journey, Isaac prompts his father. “Father, look, we have all we need to offer this sacrifice. How is it then that there is no lamb?” Abraham puts his right hand on Isaac, his only begotten son. “Do not fear, my son.”
As he says this Abraham points into the distance to mount Moria, “God will provide a lamb.”
As Abraham and Isaac arrive at the top of the mount, they begin to construct an altar.
As they lay one stone on top of another, Abraham sits down with Isaac. “Isaac, my son, I have received this A word from the Lord, that He requires sacrifice, even the dearest possession I own, you my son.” Isaac just remains silent; he does not say a word.
He prostrates himself on the altar and awaits the offering. As Abraham lifts his knife, the angel of the Lord takes hold of his arm. “Abraham, even now you remain faithful, that you would not refrain from even this, that you are willing to offer your only son's life.
Look to the thicket of thorny bush. What do you see,
Abraham?” “I see a ram, Lord.” “So it is.”
At this, Abraham sees the heavens open. He has swept away in an open vision. As he looks around him, he does not see an altar anymore, but rather a cross.
As he gazes upon the ram, it takes on the form as of the only begotten Son of God, crowned in thorns of sin, led like a lamb to the slaughter.
Willingly He becomes one with the cross, awaiting the fall of the hammer: the instrument of death strikes until He is put to shame. Suddenly a hand from heaven reaches for the cross; the cross becomes like a seed, even an olive seed.
This Seed is then planted in the belly of the deep for three days. Then, without warning, the sun rises and the darkness is expelled. Abraham beholds the seedling as it grows into a young tree, with nine fruits on seven stems; this tree's branches reach to everycorner of the earth; and every bird under the sun find shelter in its branches.
CHAPTER 13
It has been decades, even fifty since man was born from the seed of Abraham.
With a few words the Father summons all in the heavenly realms to gather in Abraham’s bosom, for now, the Word will address His creation. That which is to unfold will be one of the most profound sermons ever preached. The Son Himself will now speak. The crowd is in a state of ecstatic praise. Angels soar about, giving praise unto God; everything that has breath is praising God.
The Seraphim, the Cherubim, Gabriel the great messenger and The Arch Angel Michael. The crowd sings in unison as the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit appears before them. Now the Father speaks. As the Father points to the Son, He cries out, “Behold, the Lamb that takes away the sins of the World. He, My only-begotten, will be buried for three days and rise as a soft tender seedling, nations will bow at His feet, yes, every knee shall bow and confess that He, my Son is Lord. The atmosphere is building and building, angels are flapping their wings in a state of absolute exultation and worship. Even, yes, the sons and daughters of men are altered in a state of absolute delirium.
With this, the Father takes Son’s hand and presents Him to the crowd. With every step that the Son takes, praise rises and rises; the atmosphere is electric. The Son builds His hand a fist, and with every step He gives, He shouts out: “We are going to save your sons, your daughters, your family, and loved ones. The Son holds out his palms.
Behold, these hands will bear the mark of love, and from my side will flow mercy. Then it will be finished, and we will be united in heaven forever.”
CHAPTER 14
The sermon continues… surprisingly, the Son takes a seated position amongst the crowd. Without word or command, the sons and daughters of men bows before the King, for a moment unknown to others, the Holy Spirit senses the Father’s joy. With this, the Word continues: “If you men, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much the more will your Heavenly Father give you the Holy Spirit if you ask Him. For I will not leave anyone comfortless or in distress. For there was a man bound to go on a long journey. Along the way, waves beat against the ship, tossing it to and fro.
As some of you would say: “ Shall I steer north, east, south or west.” But this man was wise and steered towards the brightness of the Son; and see, this man reached his destination. For others, you are already shipwrecked. Floating about, hoping that by some miracle God will save you from your distress. Look at the mighty winds of the sea, do not even they drive a strong mast to its destination, but I say unto you, a ship off course by a few meters will surely not reach its destination. You are the seed of your father Abraham. You should know, little ones, that as he was to offer his son's life, the Father sent Word and he was delivered. For Abraham was faithful in so doing and I have promised to make his lineage a formidable and mighty people.” The Son scratches in the sand next to Him. Slowly He starts to drop one grain of sand at a time.
Almost as if He is counting them. In remembrance of His Covenant and Word, He then looks up to the Father. The Father just slowly nods His head in approval.
For a moment He looks over the crowd with compassion in His eyes. Jesus takes a heap of sand in his left hand and a heap in his right. With immense care and precision, he walks over to the Father so as to not drop but a single grain of sand. The Son then holds the grains of sand before the Father, The Father gently breathes over the hand full of dirt. In a sudden moment and with astronomical power, a shock wave travels through the open spaces, in the hands of the Lord there is now a translucent light shining. Walks over to the crowd present it and cries out with untold compassion: “Look and observe, for each of you are as one of these grains of sand, not one to go to waste. I will not spare the least, but I will pray for the Father and He will send you another Comforter, He will never leave nor forsake you, He will guide you in the way you should go.”
This time the Word stands planted in the center of the crowd. His face pointing north, He slowly lets the grains of sand flow from His hands. For a moment, the eyes of the gathering open. And what they see in front of them, is being unveiled to be an olive tree. Not only is this an olive tree, but it carries nine fruits on seven stems. The next moment the olive tree starts to shine with unspeakable glory ... in one spirit the crowd, including the stars, start Singing shine, Jesus shine.
CHAPTER 15
As the sons and daughters of men gaze on the kingly brightness of the olive tree, they are suddenly ruptured to their human perception. Jesus once again takes a seated position in the midst of the crowd.
The Son now continues, “Consider the mystery of the olive tree. Just as the olive tree matures, so shall all time mature and be brought to fulfillment.
Consider the seasons of the olive tree, for in them lie truth that will unravel the mysteries of life. As in the cycle of life, seasons change; seasons come and seasons go. Learn, son of man, learn and be wise.
Now consider your own lives, for as with any tree, there comes a season of great joy and prosperity. During this time the olive tree will spread its Seed. This Seed is then deeply planted in every life.
As with any plant, great love and care needs be applied to bring it to its full stature and beauty. Only when its roots are deeply planted in truth and righteousness, will it yield its fruit and men and women will feed on Your tree; surely, they will come to you, taste and see that the lord is good! The sun rises in the east, bringing life and joy to all creation, so shall I rise in three days and bring a season of great tidings and joy. This season will
yield its fruit, and look – great is this harvest. For the Great Husbandman watches intently, that My
The word might find root in your hearts and yield a hundredfold over. Now look at the stars, do not even they know the seasons and the times?
For I tell you, there will be a star that will rise over Bethlehem, this star will shine with untold glory and splendor, bring great joy.
It will be the start of a season, the season of the Kingdom of God on earth.” With this Jesus looks at the open skies, pointing at each star, once again almost as if He is counting them.
As before, the Son looks at the Father and once again the
Father slowly nods His head in approval. For a moment the eyes of the gathering open. Jesus, with His right hand, snatches a star from heaven, a star of great beauty and glory. Once again the Son walks over to the Father. The Father gently breathes on the star. This time the star takes on another form, the form as of the Son of Man. Before them, a spectacle plays off, with the stars as the setting.