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Ha-Satan Ends Jacob's Eight Years of Rest

Joseph still sat at the table when the Accuser stood up in heaven. Eight quiet years, he said, was already more than a pious man should keep.

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Table of Contents
  1. Eight Years Beside Isaac
  2. The Accuser Stood Before God
  3. The Coat Came Home Empty
  4. The Firstborn Begged Pharaoh
  5. God Came Down at Midnight

Jacob set his staff against the wall of Isaac's house and believed the road had gone still. Laban's years lay behind him. The night of the wrestling lay behind him. He had come home to his father's land with a full camp, and for eight years the mornings were ordinary: bread, flocks, teaching, the sound of a favorite son reading what Shem and Eber had once taught the line.

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Those eight years were the only stretch Jacob ever counted as peace in the land. Outside it, the days had felt joyless. Only the hours spent handing on the Name of God felt like life. With Joseph at the table, even the hard work of a shepherd house seemed light.

Eight Years Beside Isaac

Joseph wore his father's face more clearly than any of the brothers. He walked like Jacob. He sat in the Bet ha-Midrash until seventeen and carried rulings from Jacob's mouth to the sons of the handmaids, who loved him for the teaching. Jacob had endured Laban for this boy's sake. The house full of children, the legends say, was blessed on Joseph's merit.

Father and son shared more than blood. Both mothers had struggled to conceive. Both sons were born circumcised. Both tended sheep. Jacob watched the pattern and called it blessing.

Joseph also painted his eyes and stepped lightly, a vanity that made the older brothers' teeth grind. He brought bad reports: animals mishandled, Canaanite women, the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah called slaves. A rope was already being braided, quiet as a brother at a well.

The eight years felt like arrival. Heaven was already counting them as a loan.

The Accuser Stood Before God

Ha-Satan (הַשָּׂטָן), the Accuser who works the heavenly court for God, rose with a charge sharpened for the pious. He did not deny Jacob's righteousness. He used it.

"Is it not enough that the world to come is set apart for the pious?" he asked. "What right have they to enjoy this world besides?"

The argument landed. If Jacob kept peace here and a portion there, the Accuser's scales looked crooked. God did not strike Jacob with fire. God allowed the one joy Jacob could not spare. The decree that followed was not thunder. It was a road toward Dothan, a coat, and a pit.

Jacob kept teaching. Joseph kept walking in that mincing step. Neither of them heard the charge. The Accuser had spoken inside the law of heaven, and the father who had finally rested was about to lose the son who made rest possible.

The Coat Came Home Empty

When the brothers sold him, they still slaughtered the goat by the rules and stained the coat with care. Jacob held the bloody cloth and tore his own clothes. The eight years snapped like a dry stick. The favorite chair stayed empty. The study house went on without its sharpest student.

Jacob's life outside the Holy Land had already felt joyless. Now even inside it the light went out. He had endured Laban for Joseph. He would grieve for Joseph as if for the dead. Angels who had walked with him on other roads did not soften this one.

Years later Joseph would feed that same father for seventeen years in Egypt, matching the seventeen years Jacob had once provided for him. The ledgers balance slowly. On the day of the sale they did not balance at all.

The Firstborn Begged Pharaoh

The line that began with a favorite son in Canaan ended, generations later, with a people enslaved under Pharaoh. Moses stood in the court and named the last plague: the firstborn would die.

Egypt's designated victims ran to their fathers. "Let the Hebrews go, or we shall all die!" The fathers counted. A small percentage of the population, they thought, was a price worth paying to keep the slaves.

The firstborn turned on Pharaoh himself and demanded release. Pharaoh ordered them beaten for the insult. They tried force. Heaven widened the decree. Firstborn daughters counted. Firstborn from every former union counted. In some houses nearly every child was a firstborn by that measure. Then the decree sharpened again: the oldest living member of each household would fall, whether or not the birth record said first.

God Came Down at Midnight

At the exact middle of the night, a timing only God can mark, God Himself came down with angels of destruction shaped of hail and flame. Their gaze alone would have emptied streets. God held the angels back and took the vengeance with His own hand.

Egyptians who had hidden their children in Hebrew houses found the bodies beside Israelite beds in the morning. Dogs dragged long-buried firstborn from home graves. Stone, wood, and metal idols failed in the same dark. Cattle firstborn fell with the rest.

Joseph had been the joy the Accuser would not leave in Jacob's hand. Egypt had held Joseph's children and would not let them go. In Goshen the Israelites woke and found Egyptian boys dead beside their own beds. The dogs were already at the yards. A father's empty chair and a kingdom's ruined houses were both the cost of a joy heaven would not let a pious man keep without paying.

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Legends of the Jews, I. Joseph, The Favorite SonLegends of the Jews

Retold in our words. Read the original at the link below.Project Gutenberg eBook #1494, The Legends of the Jews, Volume 2 · Public Domain

It’s a theme that runs deep in Jewish tradition, especially when it comes to our most righteous figures.

In Legends of the Jews, even Jacob, after years of hardship, thought he could finally rest. But no. As the story goes, Satan himself argued before God: "Is it not enough that the future world is set apart for the pious? What right have they to enjoy this world, besides?" The result? The devastating loss of Joseph.

Ginzberg tells us that Jacob felt his life outside the Holy Land was joyless. Only the time spent teaching others about God, like his ancestors Abraham and Isaac, felt truly worthwhile. And this period of happiness, after returning to his father's house, lasted a mere eight years before Joseph was taken away. Can you imagine the heartbreak?

Here’s the thing: Jacob's willingness to endure hardship in Laban's house? It was all for Joseph. In fact, the blessing of a "quiver full" of children was because of Joseph's merits. Even the splitting of the Red Sea and the Jordan River for the Israelites is seen as a reward for Joseph's piety!

What made Joseph so special? Well, he resembled Jacob most closely, both in appearance and in character. Jacob passed down to Joseph the wisdom he'd received from his teachers, Shem and Eber, ancient figures linking them to the earliest generations after the flood.

And the parallels between father and son are striking. Ginzberg masterfully lays them out: Joseph's mother, like Jacob's, struggled to conceive. Both were born circumcised. Both were shepherds. Both served for the sake of a woman (think of Jacob and Rachel, and Joseph and Potiphar's wife. more on that later). The list goes on and on. According to the Legends of the Jews, both appropriated the birthright of an older brother (though Joseph’s was more symbolic), were hated by their brothers, and were the favorite son. Both lived in foreign lands, served masters who were blessed because of them, and were accompanied by angels.

Even their fates mirrored each other: dreams, famine relief in Egypt, promises to be buried in the Holy Land, death and embalming in Egypt, and eventual reburial in the land of their ancestors. Jacob provided for Joseph for seventeen years, and Joseph returned the favor, providing for Jacob for the same amount of time.

But Joseph wasn't just a carbon copy of his father. We learn that until the age of seventeen, Joseph was a dedicated student at the Bet ha-Midrash – the house of study. He became so learned that he could teach his brothers Halakot (Jewish laws) he heard from Jacob, essentially becoming their teacher. He offered them guidance, becoming a favorite of the sons of the handmaids, who embraced him warmly.

However, Joseph was also a bit… vain. The Legends of the Jews describes him painting his eyes, carefully styling his hair, and walking with a mincing step. But these youthful foibles were nothing compared to his habit of bringing bad reports about his brothers to Jacob. He accused them of mistreating animals, lusting after Canaanite women, and disrespecting the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah, calling them slaves.

And here’s where the story takes a darker turn. These accusations, whether true or not, had consequences. Joseph was sold into slavery because he accused his brothers of calling others slaves, and Potiphar's wife lusted after him because he accused his brothers of lusting. It’s a stark example of "measure for measure," the idea that our actions often come back to us in unexpected ways.

The Legends of the Jews even points out the irony: even as the brothers plotted against Joseph, they meticulously followed the ritual slaughter laws when killing a goat, using its blood to stain Joseph’s coat. It highlights the complex, often contradictory nature of human behavior.

So, what do we take away from this interplay of a story? It’s a reminder that even the most righteous among us face trials, that legacies are complex and multi-layered, and that our actions, both good and bad, have far-reaching consequences. And maybe, just maybe, it’s a call to look a little closer at our own lives, to see the echoes of our ancestors and the potential for both greatness and failure within ourselves.

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Legends of the Jews, IV. Moses In Egypt, The Smiting Of The First-bornLegends of the Jews

Retold in our words. Read the original at the link below.Project Gutenberg eBook #1494, The Legends of the Jews, Volume 2 · Public Domain

The familiar version gives us the big picture: plagues, Moses, Pharaoh, the Red Sea. But what about the details, the little-known corners of the narrative? to one of the most dramatic moments: the slaying of the firstborn.

The tension. Moses, having warned Pharaoh of the impending doom, announces the death of the firstborn. Ginzberg, in his Legends of the Jews, tells us that these designated victims, realizing the gravity of the situation, pleaded with their fathers, "Let the Hebrews go, or we shall all die!" But Pharaoh, stubborn as ever, and his advisors, underestimated the power of the coming plague. They figured sacrificing a small percentage of the population was a reasonable price to pay to keep the Israelites enslaved. A grave miscalculation,.

The firstborn, desperate, even turned on Pharaoh, demanding he release the Israelites. In response? Pharaoh, in his fury, ordered his servants to beat them for their audacity! Seeing that gentle persuasion was getting them nowhere, they tried to force the issue. A truly chaotic scene.

Here’s where it gets even more intense. The Divine decree, as we find in the tradition, wasn't just limited to the firstborn sons. It included firstborn daughters, and not just from current marriages, but from all previous unions. Given the, shall we say, "dissolute" lifestyles of some Egyptians, as the text delicately puts it, this meant that in some families, nearly every child could be considered a firstborn!

And then, the hammer truly fell. in the story, God decreed that death would smite the oldest member of every household, regardless of whether they were actually the firstborn. The Zohar tells us of the precise timing – the exact middle of the night, a moment so precise only God could discern it. Imagine the terror as God Himself, attended by legions of terrifying angels of destruction, descended upon Egypt. These weren't your fluffy cherubs, mind you. These were beings fashioned from hail and flames, their very gaze inducing terror.

These angels were ready to unleash their full power, but God, in His wrath, held them back. He declared that He Himself would execute vengeance upon the enemies of Israel. A powerful statement about divine justice.

Some Egyptians, perhaps swayed by Moses' earlier warnings, tried to protect their firstborn by sending them to stay with their Hebrew neighbors, hoping the plague would bypass those homes. But in the morning, a horrifying discovery: the corpses of these Egyptian children lay beside the Israelites. A grim evidence of the inescapable nature of the Divine decree.

It's said that that night, the Israelites prayed a specific prayer: "Cause us, O Lord our God, to lie down in peace, remove Satan from before us and from behind us, and guard our going out and our coming in unto life and unto peace." Because, it was Satan who caused the frightful bloodshed among the Egyptians.

But the plague wasn't limited to Egyptian firstborn within Egypt. It struck Egyptian firstborn living abroad, and even the firstborn of other nationalities residing in Egypt. And, in a truly gruesome detail, even the long-dead firstborn weren't spared. The dogs dragged their corpses from their graves, a common Egyptian practice to bury the dead within their homes.

The Egyptians, understandably, mourned as if these deaths had just occurred. Even monuments and statues erected to honor the dead firstborn crumbled to dust.

And it didn't stop there. Slaves, even those imprisoned, weren't exempt. Even the most downtrodden held animosity towards the Hebrews, and rejoiced in their persecution. So, they too, were punished. Female slaves grinding corn, who wished for the Israelites to be silenced, shared in the fate.

The text emphasizes that in punishing these aliens, God demonstrated his dominion over both the land and the false gods of the Egyptians. Had the slaves and captives been spared, they might have attributed their survival to their own deities. Therefore, all the Egyptian idols were destroyed that night – stone idols ground to dust, wooden idols rotting, metal idols melting away. This prevented the Egyptians from attributing their suffering to the wrath of their own gods.

Even the firstborn of the cattle were not spared, because the Egyptians worshipped animals. God wanted to make it absolutely clear that their gods were nothing but vanity.

So, what are we to make of this intense, almost unbelievable story? It’s also a powerful, albeit brutal, statement about justice, both for the oppressed and against those who perpetuate oppression. It forces us to confront uncomfortable questions about divine retribution and the consequences of unchecked power. It's a story that continues to resonate, challenging us to consider the complexities of faith, justice, and the enduring struggle for freedom.

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