Laban: Some things never change. Iím Laban, Old Testament Laban, standing by my tent in
hometown, Haran. Surprised to find me talking to you in the twenty-first century? Ah, fiction ..
anything goes . As I said, some things never change. The sins of one generation will follow to
the next. Hereís the story of my family. You can read the true account in the Bible. My tale has
been ďstewedĒ with liberal sprinklings of poetic license. Iíll begin with my sister, Rebekah. She
grew into a woman of great beauty, doted on by our father, Bethuel. Let me tell you, life as her
brother was no ďSinglesí Cruise down the NileĒ. I was expected to protect her virginity. Men
swarmed around like flies on a camelís tail. What a relief to know she would be leaving to
marry Isaac! I would be free from responsibility and gain more attention from dad. I asked
someone to ďgimme the down-lowĒ, and was told Rebekah wore the pants in the family.
Isaac was passive when it came to conflicts with his wife .. hmmm, kinda like his father.
Rebekah could ooze control when she really wanted something.
Issac: Whatcha cooking, dear?
Rebekah: Something special for dinner .. souffle!
Isaac: A souffle? You know me, meat and potato man.
Rebekah: You never try anything different. If you love me .. youíll try it.
Isaac: Itís not a question of love, sweetie .. You know how much I ...
Rebekah: You never tell me.
Isaac: Of course I do ...why, just the other day I brought home wild game ...
Rebekah: That was love? You wanted it cooked for dinner. NOT what I mean.
Isaac: Well, what do you mean?
Rebekah: You should know. If you loved me, youíd know!
Isaac: Sheís crying. Why does she always have to cry? Rebekah, I hate it when you ...
Rebekah: You never shave anymore.
Isaac: You said my beard is sexy.
Rebekah: That was then ...
Rebekah: When you loved me ...
Isaac: Stop crying, honey, I love you .. Iíll shave. Weíll have a delightful dinner of shoefly .. er.. suflet .. Souffle. By the way, will jewels help?
Scene Two: Cake
Laban: Later, the twins arrived. Rebekah knew God intended His plan for the nations to come
through Jacob. Mommy favored Jacob. Esau won Isaacís affections. Sibling jealousy ...
Jacob: Mommy baked a birthday cake. She baked it just for me-ee-ee!
Esau: Did not.
Rebekah: The birthday cake is for both of you. I baked it last night. Itís honey cake with fig
icing. Your favorite, Jacob.
Esau: Waaaahhhhh! I hate honey cake. Jacob always gets what he wants.
Isaac: Esau, letís go to the country and shoot wild game. Afterwards, Iíll take you to the bakery.
Rebekah: Donít expect meat for dinner tonight. Weíre having a birthday souffle.
Jacob: Momsy, youíre just too good .. souffle!
Scene Three: Stew
Laban: And then, there was the matter of the birthright ...
Jacob: Letís see, I know I saw that recipe somewhere .. RED STUFF STEW. Iíll add meat
instead of the tofu mom uses. Iíll make it so tasty, Esau canít resist selling his birthright for
stew. I know God intends me to have it. Iíve come up with a plan to help Him out. Esauís in the
fields now, working up a major appetite. Heís a pushover when it comes to food. Tobasco
Sauce, red peppers, cupful of deceit, spoonful of manipulation ...
Esau: Somethingís cooking! The aroma drew me in from the fields. Red Stuff Stew! Please let me
have a swallow, Iím famished.
Jacob: First .. Your birthright.
Esau: Aw, come on, Jacob, not my birthright.
Jacob: .. potatoes, goat cheese, wild game, all simmered in a savory sauce ...
Esau: You know how much I like meat and potatoes! My birthright is my future. But if I donít eat
that stew, Iíll die. Stew? .. Birthright? .. Stew? ...
Jacob: Do I get it or not?
Esau: Yes .. I swear Now give me that stew.
Jacob: Bona Petite.
Laban: Sad , isnít it? Recognize anything in your families? Even with souffle, cakes and stew,
God used my family mightily. Heís got a kicking recipe for you, too. Heíll bring into the Light
all youíve hidden by adding a never-ending cup of mercy. God breaks bonds of generational
dysfunction with a complete measurement of forgiveness. Let Him take control. If you do .. some
things will change. Oh, on the FYI .. Iím off to my singlesí cruise on the Nile.
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