Who is wrestling with Jacob? Is it a man? Is it, as some have proposed, his brother, come under the cover of darkness, and disguised—as Jacob himself was disguised to steal the blessing? Is it God, coming this time not with a beautiful dream of heavenly messengers, but as a challenger, ominous and threatening? Or is Jacob, perhaps, wrestling with himself—with the circuitous journey he has taken, with its steps and missteps, its honesty and treachery, its love and hate and the fear that makes him run?
Image: Marc Chagall, Jacob’s Ladder (1973), Fair Use, courtesy of Wikiart.org.