Isaac’s Blog

Scripture Reading – Genesis 26

Blog Title – In My Father’s Footsteps

Blogging Niche – Christian, Father, and Farm Bloggers

BlogrollCall Me Ishmael

Climbing The Ladder Of My Life

About Me – I’m Isaac, son of Abraham, husband to Rebekah, father to Esau and Jacob. All my life I’ve trusted in God, just as my father before me.

Photo Credit – Anja Hild


Blog Excerpt –

All’s Well That Ends Well

When famine struck, I moved my cattle and family to Gerar. My first priority and overwhelming concern was providing the most basic necessities for my family and herd. It did cross my mind that going to Egypt, as my father had done, might be the best course of action; however, God quickly set me straight!

He spoke to me, just as he did to my father, and assured me once more of the promise He made:

Stay in this land for a while, and I will be with you and will bless you. For to you and your descendants I will give all these lands and will confirm the oath I swore to your father Abraham.  I will make your descendants as numerous as the stars in the sky and will give them all these lands, and through your offspring all nations on earth will be blessed, because Abraham obeyed me and did everything I required of him, keeping my commands, my decrees and my instructions (Genesis 26:3-5).

After having the Lord confirm His grand plans for me and my descendants, one would think I’d never have reason to doubt or fear.

But just as my father did before me, I lied to the Philistines and claimed that my wife was really my sister because I didn’t want to be killed. Rather than trust in God to keep me safe, I broke His commandment.

Although I sinned, God blessed my crops. When Abimelek told me to leave. I left in search of new sources of water. I reopened wells dug by my father and dug new wells. If there was any dispute over the wells, I simply moved on, secure in God’s ability to provide. After a few more wells and more quarrels, I found myself drawn to Beersheba, where the Lord spoke to me again:

I am the God of your father Abraham. Do not be afraid, for I am with you; I will bless you and will increase the number of your descendants for the sake of my servant Abraham (Genesis 26: 24-25).

Despite my failing and human weakness, God still loved me. My priorities changed. For the first time since we began traveling in search of sustenance, I built an alter before digging a well, concerning myself first and foremost with giving honor and glory to God, rather than meeting physical needs.

Now I understand that to truly live well, I must always seek the Lord first – a truth my father told me, but a lesson I had to learn for myself.


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Once upon a time there was a young woman who graduated cum laude from university. For years she despaired of ever using her English degree. Then I gave her the direction she needed and now she writes for me - her father so heavenly.

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Ishmael’s Blog

Blog Title: Child Gone Wild

About Me: Call me Ishmael. Everyone does. I used to live with my father, his wife, and my mother, but my mom and I just moved to a new place. I’m lucky to have survived the trip! Now it’s just me and my mom living in the wilderness. It can be fun at times or it can be boring! When it’s boring, I blog.

Intended Audience: Children from broken homes, from families with conflict and tension and boys of single mothers.

Blog Excerpt:

Leaving Home

Life was perfect, and then Isaac was born. All of the sudden my dad started paying more attention to him than me. Dad and I had always been close. He spent so much time teaching me about God and how he created the sky, the stars, the sun and the moon. He shared with me the great promises God made to him and how I would inherit those promises.

I guess I was a little spoiled. I think my parents felt guilty that Miss Sarah didn’t like me much. Whatever. In my parents’ eyes I could do no wrong, and it was great being the center of attention!

Until Isaac came along. Everyone made such a big deal about him. He didn’t seem so special to me –just a puny kid. Then I started hearing that Isaac was really the child God promised to my father and that he would inherit those promises, not me.

Everything was changing! I didn’t like it and it was all Isaac’s fault! At the feast celebrating his weaning, I kept teasing him. I guess I went a little too far cause Miss Sarah got real mad. The next day Mom told me we had to leave.

Leave my home? Leave my dad? Leave my friends? It wasn’t fair! I didn’t want to go anywhere.

“Where are we going?” I asked my mom while she was quickly gathering items to take with us.

“I’m not sure, Ishmael.”

“We’re just going to wander in the desert? That’s crazy! We’ll die!”

“We won’t die. Come on; hurry up,” she muttered and pushed me toward the door.

I could tell my mom was afraid even though she tried to hide it. “I’m sorry I teased Isaac. Maybe if I tell Miss Sarah I’m sorry she’ll let us stay,” I chewed on my bottom lip. I didn’t know for sure it was Miss Sarah who was making us leave, but I just couldn’t believe my dad would do this to us.

“It’s not your fault,Ishmael. If any0ne is to blame, it’s me,” Mom said while holding my face in her hands. Then she kissed my forehead.“Let’s go. We’ve got a long journey ahead of us.”

So that was that. One day I’m the favored son; the next day I’m an outcast. Life sucked.

We didn’t have a lot of food or water. Eventually we had none. I feared my mom would die and then what would I do? After that, time gets fuzzy and I don’t remember much.

At one point I woke up with my head in my mother’s lap and fresh cool water on my parched lips. Then our journey got a little easier. Eventually Mom found us a place to live. It wasn’t in a town. She said she preferred to be away from prying eyes. So far, it’s been pretty cool living out here on our own.

I do miss my dad though. I wonder sometimes if he misses me too. Mom doesn’t talk about him very much. One night I asked her why I wasn’t good enough to inherit from my father.

She took my hand, looked me in the eye and said God had other plans for me because when we were in the desert an angel of the Lord told her to ‘”Lift the boy up and take him by the hand, for I will make him into a great nation”(Genesis 21:18 NIV).

I guess that’s not too bad. Although I’m not too sure what a great nation is. Oh well, I’m not going to worry about that right now. Think I’ll go practice some archery.

Ishmael out.


Once upon a time there was a young woman who graduated cum laude from university. For years she despaired of ever using her English degree. Then I gave her the direction she needed and now she writes for me - her father so heavenly.

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