Chapter #2

Book Of Melchizedek 1 ()

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4 - Abram, Abram! Do not disparage the instruments of the shepherds, for they are sanctified by the fire
of sacrifice, they will conquer the great liberation. -
5 The Eternal began to give me orders, making me advance by faith, without knowing how such
liberation was to be realized.
6 The first step was the convocation of all the shepherds who, leaving their flocks, went to the Mamre
Oak, bringing their pastoral instruments. There were a total of six hundred pastors.
7 I ordered the jugs to be emptied, placing the oil in the jar.
8 After fulfilling this order, I asked that each one take the wool of a sheep, mixing it with the oil from the
jugs.
9 After these things, Yahweh commanded me to take a large vase of clay, filling it halfway with olive oil.
10 At the end of this task, the Lord commanded me to make a long wick of wool, curling half in the oil
and leaving the other part held on top of the vase.
11 After these things, Yahweh ordered me to light the fuse, with the fire of the altar. As I approached
the sacred fire that still burned on the morning sacrifice, a small flame jumped towards the fuse, and
little by little it was feeding on the oil, until it became a flare that could be seen from afar.




(Abraham carries the vase on his shoulders. Sufferings and trials in his journey. Many do not bear shame
and abandon Abraham. Unbelief of Sarah.)
1 With the vase on my shoulders, I started a walk towards the cities of the plain, being accompanied by
the shepherds. Then mockers began to emerge that, seeing me with that incandescent vase in broad
daylight, began to say that I was crazy. As this news spread, many came to meet me, bringing advice for
me to abandon that vase that would be able to destroy all my reputation and dignity in front of them all.
2 When I told them about the armies and about my joint mission with the shepherds, they concluded
that in fact I was crazy. They tried to throw me the vase by force, but holding on to it, I prevented them
from throwing it at me.
3 Embarrassed by all this, many pastors began to separate: some returned to their tents while others
joined those who laughed at my strange behavior.

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4 Feeling alone with that heavy vase on my shoulders, I began to anguish myself. I longed to find
someone with whom I could share my experience, but everyone gave me disapproving looks.
5 I remembered Sara, my beloved wife; In obedience to the voice of Yahweh we had traveled many
ways, being Sara always by my side, encouraging me to continue precisely in the most difficult
moments. Certainly Sara would bring me comfort and strength to continue firm, leading the vase of
salvation.
6 While I was walking along the road thinking about Sara, I saw her in the middle of the crowd. When I
addressed her, I was surprised and discouraged to see in her eyes the same contempt of those who
called me crazy for driving in the middle of the day the flame that had come off the altar.
7 Remembering Yahweh's order that I would have to free my nephew Lot, I walked alone along the road;
When I put myself in the place of those who called me crazy, I gave them the reason, because under
normal conditions, no coherent person would leave the house, without a definite course, carrying a vase
with a flare on the back, claiming to be marching against the armies of five kings, to free a relative. It
really implies that it is the manifestation of great madness. Precisely so, under the grudge of all the
humiliations and words that spoke against me, I was moving towards the unknown valley.
8 All that mockery was finally diminishing, as I distanced myself from the Mamre Oak.
9 Many doubts about my future began to come to my heart. He was sometimes afflicted with the
thought of everything he had experienced, from the convocation of the shepherds until that moment, it
could be, in fact, demonstrations of madness.
10 Full of doubts, I began to think about the possibility of leaving the vase next to the road, returning to
the altar. Those were the advice of some pastors and friends who, still in solitude, still came to meet me,
advising me to return; There, they said, that I could again conquer the trust of the shepherds, returning
to be, perhaps, even the same honorable priest as before. On the altar, they said, there was a fire much
greater than the one I carried on my shoulders.
11 I was about to return, when Sara came to meet me, telling me about the contempt that many pastors
threw at me; She was dismayed, because all that dishonor, also fell on her, to the point of not feeling
more desires to remain next to that altar.
12 After alerting me, Sara began telling me about a plan: We could, perhaps, move to a distant city,
where we would forget all those vexations.
13 Forgetting the voice that had sent me on my way to the plain, I replied to my wife that I would be
willing to accompany her anywhere, if she allowed me to take the vase. He would be our altar, heating
and lighting our nights with his flame.
14 Upon hearing about the vase, Sara became angry again, claiming not to understand my stubbornness
by continuing to carry on her shoulders that symbol of shame and contempt. After telling me such
words, he turned his back on me back to the store.