Jacob’s Skin-Covering

[This is not, by the way, related to Jacob’s Dream. I actually found what formed the backbone of this poem in a previous semester’s textbook!]

An animal was slain, and my
own skin — covered over.
Because my own — unacceptable — skin,
is too smooth for my Father.
In no way would he bless me.

I am covered with the hide
of that slaughtered creature
so that my Father,
he will not know me as Jacob
but, rather,
as my rough and red brother.

So this covering procures
his blessing for me.
Come, he says, my son,
receive what is yours
(but only I know, because first it was his).
I smell you my son, and I feel your coarse
hands.
So, then, I am blessed,
beyond my own skin.

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About Danny Slavich

I am a Christian husband, father, pastor, and poet. I lead Pembroke Road Baptist Church a multi-cultural, multi-generational church in urban South Florida.
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