Saturday afternoons at our kitchen table is where I learned how to play Poker. It wasn’t the fanciest of places but my father patiently taught my sister and I how to play the popular game and what the hands we needed to win were. It took me a moment to understand them all but once I had it down packed, I was constantly hoping for that Royal Flush to beat not only Barbie but most importantly my teacher.
Winning was always nice but nothing beat the feeling of winning with the highest hand possible. Only a master at the game could pull off the best hand in the playbook. My high hand wins were few and far between but as opposed to me, my father’s always ranked high. Perhaps it was luck, or perhaps it was skill or maybe it was simply because he was the teacher and I was the student.
In fact many times he was so sure of his hand that he didn’t hesitate to wager all his chips and declare he was All In.
Losing on the other hand was never fun. Countless times I found myself folding my cards to his, knowing that if I continued I might lose it all. And yet other times I chose to risk it and found out the hard way that his hand was better than mine.
Those afternoons of innocent fun taught me more than I imagined but not exactly about Poker.
All in or Fold? That’s the question.
Is what looks like your best hand yet enough to beat the master instructor?
The perfect plan, the perfect strategy, the perfect idea. You’ve thought it over a million times. No one knows you like you do. Who could possibly have a better hand for your life than you?
A man by the name of Abraham was in this same position. He would have to choose between his own perfect plan of sparing Isaac, the son he waited a hundred years for – his best hand yet- or sacrificing him at the command of G-d – the master instructor’s best hand-.
Abraham chose to fold and as a result of choosing G-d’s hand over his own, he became the father of many nations, as was promised to him.
You see the win is not always in the obvious but rather in the unobvious.
Today I chose to fold. Although I can’t see it, His hand is better than mine. Not because of luck, not because of skill, but simply because he is the teacher and I am the student.
Are you all in or will you fold?