God delights in explod­ing our pal­try con­cepts of what is pos­si­ble.

For today’s musi­cal pair­ing, Oh Broth­er by Cyrus Reynolds and Gregg Lehrman, fea­tur­ing vocals by Novo Amor. See video below.

“Then the Lord said to Abra­ham, ‘Why did Sarah laugh and say, ‘Will I real­ly have a child, now that I am old?’ Is any­thing too hard for the Lord? I will return to you at the appoint­ed time next year, and Sarah will have a son.”
Gen­e­sis 18:13–14

“[Abra­ham] is our father in the sight of God, in whom he believed—the God who gives life to the death and calls into being things that were not. Against all hope, Abra­ham in hope believed and so became the father of many nations.”
Romans 4:17–18

Day 6. 451,355 con­firmed cas­es, 20,499 deaths glob­al­ly.

God had promised Abra­ham land, off­spring, and bless­ing. His descen­dants would be as numer­ous as the stars of the sky. And yet the wait between the promise and the ful­fill­ment was ago­niz­ing­ly long.

When mes­sen­gers of God come to their tent, Abra­ham and Sarah are already ancient. Sarah hears the promise that she would bear a son, and she laughs. The mes­sen­ger acknowl­edges her laugh­ter, which she humor­ous­ly denies, but then when she gives birth, she names her son Isaac, which means laugh­ter. “God has brought me laugh­ter,” she says, “and every­one who hears about this will laugh with me” (Gen. 21:6).

The sto­ry reminds me of when my first child was born. For a long time, I could only see the crown of her head. Then sud­den­ly there came a fierce fight­ing per­son into the world, writhing and wail­ing at the top of her lungs. It was so abrupt and remark­able that I began to laugh aloud too. I had just wit­nessed the mir­a­cle of life spring­ing from the womb. Today she stands in front of me, 11 years …

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