But Abram said, “O LORD God, what will you give me, for I continue childless, and the heir of my house is Eliezer of Damascus.” (Genesis 15:2)
Ugh! Not all around dorkus and widely known doofus, Eliezer of Damascus! The tone of this line that Abram just tosses out there, devoid of any context, as if everyone, including the Most High, should already know what a notorious trainwreck E of D is, never fails to crack me up. I imagine some poor schmuck in the corner just trying to sip his tea and forget about another long day of menial chores ahead for someone who is never going to treat him as anything other than a second-class tagalong. He overhears Abram muttering in his prayers, “Blecckk, Eliezer of Damascus…," throws up his arms, “Me!? What did I ever do besides shovel your goat manure for these last fifteen years!?”
Ok, truthfully, the issue at hand is that Eliezer is not a biological heir, not necessarily that he himself is a bungler. But sometimes, with the Bible, you have to opt for the funnier reading. It will always make me laugh regardless.
I’m about halfway through a book that could be read in an hour and contemplated for a lifetime—Matthew Fox’s reflections on Meister Eckhart. Here are some excerpts:
For you ask me: Who is God? What is God?
I reply: Isness
Isness is God
Where there is isness, there God is.
Creation is the giving of isness from God
And that is why God becomes
Where any creature expresses God.