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 Ya Know when you read something and think that it is weird, but deep down, you know that you are weird? You know that you must be the weird element because the text that you are reading is a classic, or something that has passed the test of time. 

This phenomenon happened to me this morning while reading /listening to Genesis 49 where Jacob blesses his boys. Why didn't he bless Dina? Oops. Off topic. 

Jacob's blessings, to me, seem like the ramblings of an Alzheimer patient. They are all over the place and seem to not have much rhyme nor reason. 

The note in one of my study bibles tries to make some sense of the tome by stating the following:

49:4 The oldest son was supposed to receive a double inheritance, but Reuben lost his special honor. Unstable and untrustworthy, especially in his younger days, he had gone so far as to sleep with one of his father's concubines, Jacob could not give the birthright blessing to such a dishonorable son.

I laugh a muffled laugh at this noble attempt to explain Rubens blessing. I laugh because, Jacob could not bless his son because he had slept with Jacob's what?? Concubine?? 

What or sounds like to me is that Ruben was a chip off the old block. He'd seen daddy sleeping with multiple women, what was wrong with him doing that same thing? Of course we know that God made man and wife, not man and wives. Though, these days it seems like anything combo might work out. 

It is in this confusing chapter that we find a prophecy about Jesus Christ. Can you find it? What does it mean? Let me know. 

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