I, like Jacob in Esau's Garment

After a powerful sermon today from Genesis 27:1-29, where Jacob deceives his father and receives the blessing intended for Esau, I think a highly unusual foray into poetry may be in order.


I, like Jacob in Esau's garment
went into my Father's room.

He smelled the smell of my elder brother
that covered my stench of doom.

Dressed in the garb of Father's favorite
I receive what I am not due.

O rightful Son of the Father,
blessed be everyone who blesses you!