Who Are You, My Son?

So he went in to his father, and said, “My father”; and he said, “Here I am; who are you, my son?”  Jacob said to his father, “I am Esau your firstborn. I have done as you told me; now sit up and eat of my game, so that you may bless me.”  But Isaac said to his son, “How is it that you have found it so quickly, my son?” He answered, “Because the LORD your God granted me success.”  Then Isaac said to Jacob, “Come near, that I may feel you, my son, to know whether you are really my son Esau or not.” So Jacob went up to his father Isaac, who felt him and said, “The voice is Jacob’s voice, but the hands are the hands of Esau.”  He did not recognize him, because his hands were hairy like his brother Esau’s hands; so he blessed him.  He said, “Are you really my son Esau?” He answered, “I am.”  Then he said, “Bring it to me, that I may eat of my son’s game and bless you.” So he brought it to him, and he ate; and he brought him wine, and he drank.  Then his father Isaac said to him, “Come near and kiss me, my son.”   So he came near and kissed him; and he smelled the smell of his garments, and blessed him . . . .  Gen. 27:18-27.

In the Old Testament reading in today’s Daily Office, we find the story of Isaac blessing Jacob.  I confess that I’ve always loved the story of Jacob, in part because he is one of those “holy rascals” we’ve talked about before.  In part, I’m attracted to the story because my own name is the Anglicized version of the name “Jacob”.  And in part, I’m drawn to this story because it’s the story of a dysfunctional family, fraught with deceit and discord, finding a kind of redemption.

 Jacob offers us an interesting character; he’s nobody’s idea of a saint.  He’s deceptive, self-centered, and covetous.  His very name, meaning the grasper, or the supplanter, implies this.  While not completely wicked, like a lot of us, Jacob has a little larceny in his heart.  Like most of us, God did not choose Jacob because he was so holy; rather, he was holy because God chose him.

Jacob displayed these character traits from the very beginning.  As you’ll remember, Jacob and Esau were twins.  They struggled within their mother’s womb.  At birth, Jacob held on to his brothers foot, grasping at his brother.   Through sharp dealing, he acquires his brother’s birthright from Esau in exchange for a bowl of stew.  That birthright included the right of a double share of the inheritance, but perhaps more importantly determined who would run the family.

We find further evidence of familial dysfunction.  Isaac favors his son Esau; Rebekah favors Jacob.  Knowing that he was just not quite good enough for his father almost certainly shaped some of Jacob’s behavior.    Although Esau had sold his birthright to Jacob, Jacob still needed to deal with Isaac, who controlled the blessing of the father.  In order to obtain this blessing, Jacob deceives his father.  We find Rebekah, Isaac’s wife, participating in this little illusion.

We should remember, however, that Rebekah carries out God’s plan in this regard.  As we recall, the Lord told Rebekah:

“Two nations are in your womb,
and two peoples born of you shall be divided;
the one shall be stronger than the other,
the elder shall serve the younger.”

Gen. 25: 23.  So, while Jacob has deceived his father and taken advantage of his brother, God will somehow redeem this shamefully poor behavior.  Jacob, and not Esau, will become the father of the nation of Israel.  But first, Jacob will run away from his family and his brother’s murderous intent, and only years later will God bring him safely back home to bear the covenant into the next generation.

But I think there’s still more at work in this passage.  Isaac asks, “Who are you, my son?”  While we recognize that Isaac’s sight has grown dim, and Jacob has disguised himself with skins to resemble his brother, reason teaches us that Isaac would still recognize his own son.  In fact, Isaac comes out and says that the voice was Jacob’s rather than Esau’s.  I wonder whether Genesis might be teaching us something else.

We’ve talked before about the contrast between physical blindness and spiritual insight.  I wonder whether, although he could not see physically, Isaac could spiritually see God’s hand in all this.  Perhaps Isaac knew that God was at work in all this artifice, and that God would do what he always did:  make something sacred and holy out of our mess.

Perhaps this story of the younger brother obtaining the birthright may also prefigure something we’ll hear Jesus teach about at great length.  In this story of the younger son receiving his father’s blessing we may see the beginning of the notion that “the first will be last and the last will be first.”  Maybe we’re seeing just the sort of inversion through grace that Jesus would preach about.  Perhaps we’re being inoculated to the notion that God’s justice works differently from ours, and God sees things we cannot yet see.

This story may have something else to teach us.  Jacob lies when Isaac asks him, “Who are you, my son?”  How many of us, when confronted by the Father, have similarly not been able to make an honest account of ourselves?  How many of us, standing naked before the Creator, can honestly answer for who we’ve become and what we’ve done?  And perhaps, like Isaac, our heavenly Father sees through our misrepresentation and self-deception, knowing that he can still work with these imperfect materials.

God’s great peace on you and your house,

James R. Dennis, O.P.

 © 2012 James R. Dennis

16 responses to “Who Are You, My Son?

  1. And my prayer is that God will always make something sacred and holy out of my messes. At least, lessons learned!

  2. Dear James,

    This is perhaps my favorite post so far, perhaps because it resonates so much with my life story. You so eloquently describe our human desire to be accepted, to have a place of worth in the world–even when it comes a great cost to another.

    Perhaps Isaac did “see” the deception and God’s hand in what was happening. Families are messy and God redeems even rascally families: what an old and ever-gracious story. God makes something sacred and holy out of our mess, you write. I suspect most of us who’ve done some reflection on God’s grace-filled interference in our lives will claim that as part of our personal theology.

    Thank you very much, my dear friend.

    • Dearest Lera,

      I’m so glad you liked the post. It resonates with my biography as well. Someone suggested that I was perhaps overly attracted to Jacob’s character, and I suppose I can only answer with “mea maxima culpa.”

      Grace is a funny business….as is redemption. It upsets our cry for justice, answering instead with mercy.

      Pax et bonum,

      Br. James

  3. Thank you again for the beautiful image- this time of the mosaic from the Cattedrale de Santa Maria Nuova in Sicily – such beauty and clarity, how I would love to see it in person one day.
    Re the reading I would add that Jacob is showing us that though God gives us his grace and even plans it ahead of time, He still require us to make the effort to reach for it by fair means or foul!! There is a reflection in Revelation about one of the churches being lukewarm; God would prefer they were either hot or cold but not lukewarm. So it is better to act, even if misjudged or even wrong, than not to act at all- at least then God can make it anew in His way. Jacob embraces Life, for me.

    • My dear friend,

      Yes, I love this mosaic, too.

      I we think greatly struggle to God’s grace, even when it completely surrounds us. Jacob did embrace life, or perhaps more properly, grasped for it.

      I hope you’re well, and wish you peace,

      Br. James

  4. How much we are reflected in this story! Dysfunction in every family…no matter how blessed. God is constantly calling us to be honest about ourselves. Why is that so hard?

    • Katie,

      I am not sure, but it’s a very old problem. Obviously, our healing and reconciliation can only begin with candor, and that begins with trusting in the Father’s unflinching love.

      God’s peace,

      Br. James

  5. I love your reflections in this story. God’s Grace is always there for us. We just have to open and our hearts and souls, and repent. I can totally relate to the concept of familial dysfunction, or the dysfunctional family. In some sense we are all dysfunctional beings since we are sinners.

    • Teresa,

      I’m so glad you liked the post. Opening ourselves to grace is always a challenge, or perhaps recognizing grace is the real challenge.

      I wonder just how useful the phrase “dysfunctional family” is anymore, since as you point out we are all swimming in a sea of sin. Only through grace can we reach for a cross-shaped life-preserver.

      Have a good and holy evening,

      Br. James

  6. I like the pattern of the younger taking the place of the older brother, specifically as we might re-tell the same story as God mistaking the second Adam for the first thus giving the holiness of the second to the first. It might not perfectly fit, but it came to mind.

    • Father, it’s an interesting idea: of course, that gets to the sort of troubling notion of substitutionary attonement, which is complex. Perhaps more than I can do on a Thursday evening.


      Br. James

  7. *and* God knows too that one is standing in for the other,

  8. Thank you brother James I like the thought here “physical blindness and spiritual insight.” I guess truth comes by revelation while knowledge can come from man.” No wonder Jesus said “I am the ay and the Truth. Truth (Jesus) alone can come from God, who himself alone is truth.
    Thanks for provoking thought and also thanks for visiting me to today on Image Breakers

  9. Oh Br. James, this was a delightful story-telling to start my Saturday! Thanks you for your insights, and for the reminder that our Creator will “make something sacred and holy out of our mess.” Blessings to you!

    • Carole,

      It’s a great story, isn’t it? I believe that God’s power to re-create is what gets me out of bed in the morning. As always, thanks for your support and encouragement.


      Br. James

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