Easu & Jacob: Election Speaks

Easu and Jacob were the twin sons of Isaac
Yet Rebekah’s womb was their only similarity
Never were twins ‎more dissimilar in disparity

While they were mere fetuses wriggling and struggling
In Rebekah’s womb, she inquired about the strife
God replied that they would fight for life

Two nations were to be birthed in a day
The elder one would serve the younger in a way
For the nation of the younger would be greater
Than the nation which are children of the elder

At birth, Jacob held the heel of preceding Easu
The first contest ‎over the birth order had begun
Jacob had his eye for the birthright and it only
Easu had the edge, cared less and was soon woe-begone

Easu grew up to be a skillful, adroit  hunter
A punter that could spot, track and capture game
A hairy,  Alpha male, a man’s man, his father’s son
He would always provide venison once the day was done

Jacob was homely, timid and domesticated
Lacking the desire to conquer farther afield 
He forever floated in his mother’s sphere
Which his father would find queer-he saw no yield

Easu was a better citizen, a responsible son
Bravery and loyalty were prized in the community
Jacob was less so, for his surprising domestic affinity

One day, as Easu returned from a hunting expedition,
Crippled by hunger, he met Jacob preparing ‎food
Carelessly at Jacob’s prompting, he made a hasty decision
And traded his birthright for a meal in a sordid transaction

God knew this, and had elected Jacob by fore-knowledge
While in the womb, He loved Jacob and hated Easu
Their future conduct proved what God saw

Today, the proof of election is seen in people too
Not by attributes of loyalty and responsibility
Easu had all those and yet failed to do
The essential-hold to the birthright authority
Our birthright is access to promises in the Word
To despise it, is to render our good works dud.

2 thoughts on “Easu & Jacob: Election Speaks

    • MuseNuggets May 27, 2015 / 5:14 pm

      Yes. Thanks. It is a lesson for us all. Some things matter more. May we, like Mary, Martha’s sister, always choose the ‘better’ part.


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