Laughing at the Impossible
Recently, I read the account of Sarai, the wife of Abram and destined mother of Isaac. Bless her. Her story is filled with some questionable choices, often at Abraham’s suggestion, but she is known for that laugh. You know the one I'm talking about. Sarai laughed at the promise God made—the promise to bear a son when she and Abram were so advanced in years—and denied it. Honestly, who could blame her? Abram laughed, too. The Weight of Questions Sarai’s laugh, though, carried every single question swirling in her mind: I will be 90 years old. Can I conceive? Can I carry a child to term? Can I endure labor? Can I nurse a child? Will I live long enough to raise the child, or will someone else? Will...