Isaac prayed for his wife Rebekah, and she conceived twins. The pregnancy was excruciatingly painful, and in agony, she begged, “If it’s going to be this way, I’d rather die.”
“Two nations grow inside of you,” God told her. “Enemies. The older will be stronger, but he will serve the younger.
Isaac was sixty years old when his sons were born. The first came out with red hair all over his body, so they named him “Esau,” Rough. He was also nicknamed “Edom,” Red. His twin grabbed Esau by the heel during birth, so they named him “Jacob,” He Supplants.
As they developed into young men, Esau became a rugged outdoorsman while Jacob was gentle and domestic. Isaac favored Esau, because they both relished a good hunt. Rebekah favored Jacob.
One day, Jacob was busy cooking stew on the hearth when Esau came in, famished from hunting in the wilds of Beerlahairoi.
“Give me some of that stew!” Esau said, throwing his bow and quiver on the table.
Jacob answered, “Give me your birthright.”
Esau seemed annoyed. “I’m dying of hunger,” he said. “What good is a birthright to a dead man?”
“Promise me,” Jacob said.
“I promise,” Esau grunted. Then he traded his birthright for bread and lentils.
After a swig of wine, he left the tent in a huff. “The price of that soup was inflated.” From that moment on, Esau loathed his birthright.
Inspiration: Genesis 25