Abraham left Iraq for a reason: He was looking for a city whose builder and maker is God. Babylon, with all of its hanging gardens, towers to heaven and fortified walls, meant nothing to Abraham. Abraham was not waiting for Babylon. He was waiting for the New Jerusalem.
It is not comfortable living in a tent all your life. Abram likely grew up in a luxurious brick home, but he forsook the passing pleasures of Mesopotamia for the superior pleasure knowing God, the Creator of Heaven and Earth. Sometimes when we hear God’s voice, it means giving up our brick home and travelling around in a tent. There’s our father Abraham. A Hebrew. A Pilgrim. A Tent-dweller.
We humans will never reach God by Ziggurats. Such man-made efforts only lead to desolation. But there is a ladder that reaches heaven. God set it up on the earth and its top reaches heaven. At that ladder we can meet God. Nathanael did. The ladder’s name is the Son of Man.


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