By the time Joseph was born, Jacob had had enough of the deceiver, Laban. “It’s time to free me from service and let me go to my own country,” Jacob groused. “Let me take my wives and children, whom I purchased with honest, hard work.”
“Allow me to say, if you will,” Laban answered, hoping to persuade him to stay. “You and I both know God has blessed me through you. If you agree to stay, I’ll pay you whatever wages you demand.”
“A familiar offer, Uncle,” Jacob said. “But I wonder, are you capable of a good, clean deal?”
“You have my word.”
Laban’s word was no good, but Jacob decided this might be his only opportunity to get the better of his employer.
“Do you admit that my service record is impeccable,” Jacob asked, “and that your livestock have fared well under my management?”
“Absolutely,” Laban agreed.
“Honestly, you were nothing before I came along, and now you thrive. God has blessed whatever I’ve touched.”
“Yes, nephew, yes.”
“But how do you expect me to provide for both you and my growing household?”
“Name your price,” was Laban’s eager reply.
“Okay,” Jacob said. “Pay me nothing.”
“I don’t follow.” Laban was stumped.
“If you agree to my terms, I’ll keep feeding and protecting your flocks.”
“What do you have in mind?” Laban asked, feeling suddenly uneasy.
Jacob said, “Let me take all your blemished sheep and goats, and you can keep all the pure, white sheep. Only the marked animals will be mine. Further, I’ll insist that you inspect my wages with your own eyes, so that my integrity isn’t questioned later. If you find among my flocks and herds a single animal without blemish, you can call me a thief.”
Laban was all too eager to agree to the deal, but before Jacob had a chance to sort all the animals, Laban removed every goat and lamb with the slightest mark and placed them in the care of his sons. Then he distanced those blemished flocks from the spotless flocks by a three-day journey. He put the rest in the care of Jacob.
Jacob was accustomed to Laban’s dishonesty through the long years of toil, and he assumed the man would play dirty, but Laban was no match for the cunning and imaginative trickery that Jacob had used against his brother Esau back in the day.
So during mating season, Jacob pulled out all the stops. He would attempt the ambitious feat of modify the herds in his favor, using selective breeding techniques, a little primitive magic, and a lot of prayer.
One night, Jacob dreamed that only the male goats with spots and blemishes were active in the pen. The spotless goats were lethargic and weak. Then an angel of God appeared in the dream and said, “I’ve noticed Laban’s dishonesty. Now notice all the healthy goats, leaping atop the weak, are marked as yours. I am the God of Bethel, the same God who appeared where you anointed the rock with wine and oil and made a vow to me. It’s time to go home and leave this place behind.”
For six more years, God blessed Jacob. Not only did the spotless herd gradually turn speckled, spotted, striped, and black, but soon the unblemished sheep gradually became weak and frail.
So after a total of twenty years serving Laban, Jacob grew filthy rich on flocks, herds, camels, donkeys, and slaves, and his desire to leave Laban’s household grew to a fevered pitch.
Inspiration: Genesis 30