The Fates of 2 Unwanted Sons

Her son was dying from thirst. They had wandered far in the desert with meager food and water that had been tossed to her by her former lover with scorn. Her lover didn’t want her anymore nor did he want their child. This must have broken her heart or maybe it had been broken long, long before by the open animosity of her lover’s other woman.

The woman was very hostile to her and her child.

She was thirsty as well. She waited to die. She hoped she would die before her son did but it did not happen that way.

When his young body gave way from the heat of the blazing sun, she did her best to shade him by dragging and carrying his body to a bush. It did not provide much shade or relief but it was all she had.

She wandered then, not far from him but in desperation seeking food or water or anything that could help. Hopeless, defeated and close to death herself, she must have given up eventually and returned to him and watched over him. She must have waited for the end. She must have cried or cried out in frustration at some point or perhaps she just waited in futility and utter despair.

An angel of mercy came to her then. Told her to return to the place she had been thrown out of….thrown out not once, but twice. He told her to go back to the place where she was abused.

After she was kicked out again, a fountain of water sprung up in the desert. Her son survived. So did she.

His name was Ishmael. He became the father of Islam with numerous untold descendants too many to count.

Her name was Hagar, the handmaid, and this was the original handmaid’s tale.


His mother and brother conspired against him. They plotted together and stole his birthright. His mother never seemed to like him the way she loved his brother. He wondered if it was his appearance. Perhaps she thought he was ugly and that deterred her from giving him the love he desired.

His father allowed his birthright to be taken. His father was weak and did what the others wanted to keep the peace. He betrayed his son too. The son parted ways with his family and all those that raised him.

He founded Petra in the desert.

He became the father of antiquity, supposedly his line of descendants would dominate the Mediterranean as Greeks and Romans.

And yet, his mother never truly loved him. How could she do the things she had done to Esau?

How could it be written of a God that loved all ………”Jacob have I loved, Esau have I hated.”

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Author: J. Speer

I like to write. I have 5 books currently on Amazon, mostly fiction. I try to write positive and uplifting children's stories, expressive poetry for women, and interesting articles about personal growth, alternative medicine, and spirituality. My stories are often about diverse people but with human connection in mind through inner perspective. I love my characters especially the ones from my first book, Searching for Fire. I moved recently to Vermont. I live in the North Country region near Lake Willoughby, one of the most beautiful places I have ever seen. My heart will always be with Kansas but I love travel and meeting new people with diverse perspectives on life. I have found Vermonters to have many admirable qualities like stoicism and a love and stewardship of nature. My hobbies are writing, gardening, outdoor activities like kayaking, fishing, and hiking. I am an amateur herbalist. Many years ago, an alternative medicine doctor cured me of a respiratory illness by teaching me about vitamins and for that, I owe her a debt of gratitude. I recently bought a Jeep Wrangler that fits my personality and love for adventure. Associated with the military in my younger years, I have lived in Israel, Germany, and Virginia as well - all of which I loved in different ways. I thoroughly believe in the military spouse phrase, "bloom where you are planted" and endeavor to carry a positive optimism wherever I roam. Most days are good but admittedly I get down sometimes. I am prone to sadness or severe cynicism at times, so I turn to music as my consolation and source of expression or inspiration. My favorite songs currently are "How Deep is Your Love" by the Beegees, "La Vie en Rose", "A Million Dreams" or maybe Karen Carpenter singing "Close to You" or Elton John singing "Your Song." I also like "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us" by Starship or "I'll Stand by You" by The Pretenders. "Faithfully" by Journey always reminds me of rollerskating with friends in the 1980s. My favorite quotes are from the Velveteen Rabbit, Steve Jobs, and this one..."To the caterpillar it was the end of the world, but to the butterfly it was merely a beautiful beginning." Or there is the quote from Peter Pan teaching Wendy..."What if I fall? But, oh my darling, what if you fly?" I also believe in being a pearl - graceful on the outside but full of grit and gratitude on the inside. My favorite women of the Bible are Ruth, Hannah, and Hagar. Thanks for stopping by my blog. Cheers, friend.

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