Who Reads Prayer Of The Faithful In Wedding

"(...) asked isaac, Father, what have I done wrong to want to kill me, I'm your only son, I have done evil, isaac, So why you wanted to cut my throat as if a sheep, the boy asked if he had not appeared the man, whom the Lord cover of blessings, to hold you arm, would you be now wearing a body home, the idea was the man, who wanted the test, test that, my faith, my obedience, And what man is that which commands a father who kills his own son, is the Lord we have, the Lord of our ancestors, the gentleman who was here when born, and if this man had a son, also send kill isaac said, Time will tell, then the man is capable of everything, the good, the bad and the worst, So, If you had disobeyed the order, what would have happened, what the Lord usually do is send the debris or illness who would fail, then the man is hateful, I think so, responded abraham softly, as if afraid to be heard, for Mr. nothing is impossible, not a mistake nor a crime, said Isaac, errors and crimes of all, Father, I do not understand this religion, Do understand you, my son, you have no other choice now I will make a request, a humble request, What, Who forget what happened, I do not know if I can, father, I still see it on the wood, bound, and your arm raised, with the gleaming knife, who was there I was not in my perfect view would never do it, you mean that Mr. crazy people, said Isaac, Yes, many times, almost always, in any case, who had the knife was you, the Lord had arranged, intervene at the last moment, saw the angel who appeared, arrived late, Mr. would have found another way to save, you probably knew that the angel was to delay and thus made it appear that man, Cain is called, do not forget what you owe, Cain, Abraham obediently repeated, I knew him before you were born, the man who saved your child from being slaughtered and burned in the pile of wood that he carried on his back, that's not happened to you, my son, Father, the question, but to me it matters much, not so much that I am dead or not, the point is that we governed by a man like this, as cruel as Baal, who devoured his children, (...)"

José Saramago