Abstract
It is incredibly easy to become engrossed in what I would call the “cult of the immediate”. It is easy to dim one’s vision, one’s cares, loves, even hatreds to what is at hand in place or time. It is easy to deal with a future of a few coming weeks, or years, or even generations. It is easy to limit oneself to concern only for one’s own life, or that of one’s children or grandchildren. It isn’t very difficult to love or hate an object with which one is immediately or proximately involved, something with which one has a close, personal bond. One can love his children and grandchildren easily. But it becomes increasingly difficult to feel a similar love toward one’s children generation upon generation hence. Would Abraham see an Isaac in all his children today?