ten years ago
ten years ago time for our nightly bedtime story from The Jesus Storybook Bible “Abraham sacrifices Isaac” my 10-year-old sees the page before I begin Ava: oh no! I don't like this one! it's so scary! Mom, would you ever do that? me: if God told me to Ava: well do it on Livi or Nina
This 10-year-old turns 22 today. And thank goodness her mom doesn’t believe in a sadistic, self-centered, murderous God anymore. (this poem is from my book, jaded)
Happy birthday, Ava! I love you!
Happy Birthday Ava!
I love the artwork!
This idea reminds me of a poem I wrote about what forms a community and how my family functioned in it. This is an excerpt from Ten Landscapes as Community as Home published in 2008 where I reference the almost sacrifice of Issac...
1. The Court
The trial was my father's
raised hand.
The witness was
my brother in the
big blue room
The judge was my mother
in her oily robe.
I was the corpse.