It was never about the Promised Land; it was always about the Promised Forest. The life of Abram was not about land, it was about the forest where there was no forest. The Promised Land or Forest was the longed-for place to be found where Abram believed God could be touched. The place where to awaken every morning was to awaken in the midst of the divine. Abram’s decedents called this place a land flowing with milk and honey yet not understanding. It would have been more appropriate, perhaps, considering the local, to name this place the desert flowing with milk and honey. The contrast is stark. Oh, the bondage of the literal!
In either case, we normal humans would say, Abram was a little touched, to set off with family and flocks on a road trip towards eternity land.
Talk about touched, what is our road trip about?
G. Goslaw
Landers, CA
