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[Sermon] Genesis 29:31-30:24 Sisters at war!

Why did the Bible record a strange story of a highly confused, twisted and dysfunctional family?
†Gives comfort: proves that the Bible is truly the revealed word of the living God, not a man made religion.

The story of a not so happy family. The importance of names
How do people pick names for their children?
Leah and Rachel's children names tell us the story of their lives; their fight of love.
BG- Jacob lay with Rachel also, and he loved Rachel more than Leah, and he worked for Laban another 7 years. (Ch29:v30)
†Each name has its own story, their fight for Jacob's love.
†Love, if not from God, it will only bring misery.

The Honeymoon was over in a week!
1 week, 2 weddings, 7 years of heartache
The first 7 years was complete misery.
Going outside God's intentions
(Gen 2:24)
1 man+ 1 woman = 1 family.

Leah has children from Jacob but not love.
Rachel has love, but no children.

A Dysfunctional Family
Jacob isn't involved; insensitive.
†Putting hope in the gift, not the gift-giver
Ch29:v22 Reuben=Look, a son! (Not thankful to God, it should be "Look, God gave me a son!")
†Since I have done this, I get what I want
Ch 29:v32-34 (I have done this, therefore I will have my reward)
†If you don't help me get what I want, you don't care for me
Ch30:v1 (Conditional love)
† If this is a good thing, I'll get it by any means possible
Ch30:v3
†I only want that, this doesn't count
Ch30:v21
†One isn't good enough...I want more...
(Joseph wasn't enough)

Defining life by the giver-not the gifts: James 1:16

God's grace in fallen humility: for all people, including Abraham, Isaac and Jacob

The husband's role in the family is missing in this family:
And he yelled back:
30:2 (he should comfort the one whom he loved)
He listened and did the wrong thing twice!
30:3-5
He was bossed around with the most unromantic words:
30:16

Conclusion: God's grace in our lives and families
a) Re-evaluate the need of grace in our lives
b) Re-commit our faith in the gracious God

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