Jacob could not resist. It was simply too tempting. What a nice bed the bear rug would make! It had been a present from his brother Esau and his two wives. He wouldn't touch the bear meat Esau had prepared from his kill (it was nasty, and the spices his wives added to it were almost as bad). But he did enjoy the rug which had been given to the family as somewhat of a peace offering for a particularly tempestuous argument that had taken place between Jacob's mother Rebecca and the two women Esau had married.
They were Hittites, which meant they liked hitting things (Especially when they couldn't get their own way). Judith, Esau's first wife, was always dropping by the house to borrow some cooking utensil, and whatever she borrowed always seemed to get broken. Then, when Rebecca happened to inquire as to the whereabouts of the item, she would fly into an emotional tantrum, crying and boohoo-ing and complaining that "Nobody understands me!"
Esau's wives had a bad habit of constantly borrowing, never repaying, and then placing all the blame on the person they had cheated (stolen from). You couldn't trust either one of them not to throw a pie in your face while you were doing your income taxes, or to refrain from waxing the floor just before you walked in the door after a hard day's shopping. Basemath, Esau's second wife, was especially adept at such feats. She was also an excellent actress.
"I try so hard to be helpful," she would pout, "but I just can't make anybody happy!"
"That's all right," everyone would say. "Don't worry about it."
Then both girls would go along their merry way and nothing would change.
It goes without saying that life with Esau's wives was full of unexplained 'accidents.' But yet they seemed so sincere! And didn't they do their best to make up for their flaws by getting the family nice presents?
There was the rug for one thing. So what if Esau had been trying to get rid of it for years? A rug was a rug, no matter what gift horse had chewed on it. Besides, Rebecca had thoroughly cleaned and fumigated it and spent five hours inspecting it for ticks (little bugs that really ticked her off).
The rug was safe as safe could be. And it was also nice and soft. What harm could there be in using it for a bed? Jacob took a careful look around the room and outside the windows, just to make sure the coast was clear. Once he was satisfied that no one would bother him, he leaped upon the rug.
And was soon sound asleep.
"Shhhh!" whispered Basemath to Judith. "He mustn't wake up or it will spoil the surprise."
Judith nodded and gave her calculating sister-in-law (who was very good at 'base math') a smile full of fiendish delight. Quietly the two of them snuck through the open window and into the living room. There lay the dozing man in the middle of the floor, snoring louder than a grizzly.
Basemath positioned herself at one end of the rug while Judith took her place at the other end. Together they grabbed the furry mat and yanked it with all their might.
Jacob went flying.
Wham! he hit the wall.
The sneaky gals had done it to him again.
For the fortieth time they had done it. From the first day they said "I do," Esau's two wives had continually conspired to pull the rug out from under his unsuspecting brother.
And boy was Jacob fed up!
So when his mother developed a plan to steal Esau's blessing, he agreed to it whole-heartedly, knowing in his heart that it would mean leaving the relative safety of his comfy home (which wasn't all that comfy with those two aggravating sisters-in-law of his) for some land which he had never seen before.
The plan worked better than either Jacob or his mother expected. Jacob stole the blessing, Esau threatened to kill him, and Isaac sent Jacob far away from home.
"And don't marry a Hittite," he warned his son. "Or else you'll hit the jackpot when it comes to chronic fatigue. Because whatever you give them, they break. Whatever advice you offer them, they reject. And look what they did to your poor mother! She used to be able to water seven camels in half an hour. Now it takes her all day. Those exhausting women have literally sucked the life out of her! If I were you, I'd get as far away from them as possible!"
So Jacob left with his father's blessing. And for the first time in a long time he finally got a good night's sleep.
With a rock for a pillow.
And a dream to hang onto.
Resting in Christ, the ladder that reaches to heaven.
And the moral of this story is that people will let you down, no matter who they are. Some are more faithful than others, and yet the only One whom you can rely on to save you, keep you, and protect you from all harm is Jesus. He is the Rock. He is the dream. He is your all-in-all.
Do you trust Him?
This fictional account of Jacob and Esau is loosely based on Genesis 25:19-34 and 27:1- 28:17.
See Genesis 28:10-17 and John 1:51 concerning Jacob's dream and its meaning.