On offering the firstborn to God

 So, how can I talk about Christianity without opening a Bible once in over 15 years? Actually, there's no way I can do something so crazy, I'm trying to write this, but where should I start?


I've been forgetting more and more, and while I say that love is all that's left, isn't the God of the Bible a strict one? Especially the Old Testament. Hmm, I suppose that's true, but in the end, love is all that's left. In other words, God's strictness is the strictness of a strict father, a strictness that comes from love, backed by true love. When I think back to my childhood, my father was strict. But looking back now, I feel like it was because of that that I am who I am today. Looking back as an adult, I'm actually grateful that it was strictness born out of love.


I've pretty much forgotten that strictness now, but what I still remember is offering my firstborn to God. I thought it was a cruel request from God, but the moment I was about to kill my firstborn to offer Him,


"Stop!!"


God stopped me.


And at that moment, I saw a ray of mercy. That white ray.


God gave humans severe trials to test how much they were willing to give him, but once they were willing, he showed mercy. There's a scene like that in the Bible, right? I've forgotten whose firstborn it was, but that scene is burned into my mind.


And what remains in my mind is not so much God's strictness in forcing them to offer their firstborn, but rather his mercy, or love, in stopping them at the last moment and saving the firstborn.


God must have wanted people's hearts to turn to Him. It was to make us happy. Happiness comes from God, so how can we be happy without turning our hearts to Him? God wants us to be happy. God is happiness itself, so what's the point of turning our eyes away from Him?


Offering up one's firstborn is such a harsh thing...


So what did God do?


He offered up Christ. He offered up his firstborn for us.


I guess that's how it works.


guided by love and mercy

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