Esau’s Regret

I’ve had many regrets in my life (haven’t we all?) so stumbling across this scripture in Hebrews caught my eye. But it wasn’t just the regret part that made me stop, reread it, and write it down. It was the question in my heart that said, “Have I ever been close to Esau’s regret?”

If you don’t know the story, it’s from Genesis in the Old Testament. The story is that Jacob and Esau were twins but Esau was born first so he was the heir of his father’s inheritance. Cool right?

Well, Esau (his father’s favorite by the way) became a great hunter and Jacob, (momma’s boy) content to stay at home among the tents, evidently made a pretty  mean stew. So, one day Esau comes home from hunting and hungry, asks Jacob for some stew. “I’m famished!” he says. And compassionate brother that he is, Jacob says,
“First sell me your birthright.”

Not even wondering what’s up Esau says something brilliant, “Look, I am about to die. What good is the birthright to me?

There…right there…did you see yourself? I did. I saw every time I ever thought I was going to die if I didn’t get what I thought I needed. I saw every time I denied my birthright, as a daughter of a King, because something else got in the way and I could not control my appetites.

I knew this story.  Evidently so did the first Christians.  In Hebrews 12:16-17 Paul tells them, “See that no one is…godless like Esau, who for a single meal sold his inheritance rights as the oldest son.

And here was what made me swallow hard, “Even though he sought the blessing with tears he could not change what he had done.

Prayer: Oh my Father, let me not ever have Esau’s regret! In Jesus’ name may I never value anything I want over my inheritance in your kingdom so that my tears are also for nothing! Amen

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