Yesterday, I suggested making a pile of rocks. This story is one reason.
Jacob saw angels. And a ladder. And angels on the ladder. And God. God told Jacob that he would have kids, that he would own the land, that he would be safe.
And then Jacob woke up.
It was a dream. It was the kind of dream perfect for a young adult running for his life. Jacob had extorted the rights of the firstborn from his brother. He had conned his dad. The night of the dream, Jacob was on his way to his mother’s family,...
Published on May 26, 2014 23:47