Even at my most faithful, I never really could deal with Yahweh, Abraham and Isaac. It was always one of the hardest Sunday school stories to swallow. Why would a God make a test so extreme? Satan was allowed to torment Job, but that was, at worst, negligence. Not nearly as troubling as the source of all goodness personally abusing an old man Himself, like some child playing with the lives of His toy soldiers. Worse than the Problem of Evil: the Problem of Love! How are we allowed to connect with each other when we know that we always have to come apart?