November 24, 2025 • 15 mins
# 36 - Jacob's Ladder - In this episode of The Chosen People, Jacob, fleeing from his past, encounters a divine vision of a stairway to heaven. This episode explores the profound spiritual moment where Jacob realizes God's presence is with him, transforming an ordinary place into the sacred Bethel, and marking the beginning of his deeper connection with God.
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Episode 36 of The Chosen People is inspired by the Book of Genesis.
Today's opening prayer is inspired by Genesis 28:17, “How awesome this place is! This is none other than God’s house, and this is the gate of heaven.”
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
Previously on the Chosen People.
Speaker 2 (00:04):
No games, Jacob, tell me what you've been scheming.
Speaker 3 (00:08):
I don't scheme, I prepare. Scheming makes me sound so villainous.
Speaker 4 (00:14):
I love this family and I would never jeopardize it
for my own gain.
Speaker 2 (00:19):
When you go in there, do not play like a child.
Be a man and seize what's yours. And when you
finally have it, except whatever comes after. With courage.
Speaker 5 (00:32):
Eshaw, Yes, I have done, and you told me and
killed deer, eat my game and bless me.
Speaker 6 (00:41):
May God give you the doom of heaven, the fatness
of the earth, and plenty of.
Speaker 5 (00:48):
Grain and wine. May people and.
Speaker 6 (00:52):
Nations bow down to you and serve you. You will
be lord over your your brothers, and your mother's son.
Speaker 5 (01:03):
Will bend a knee to you.
Speaker 1 (01:07):
The words were a final seal, a decisive declaration that
Jacob was now the inheritor of Isaac's promise, passed down
from Abraham through Jacob, the blessing of God most high
would endure.
Speaker 5 (01:28):
I will hunt and kill him life first.
Speaker 1 (01:34):
He saw stormed out of the tent and looked around,
his eyes narrowed with a hunter's intensity. He grabbed his
bow and arrow, searching frantically for his twin panic jabbed
at Jacob's legs. He was shaking, agitated, ready to run.
Speaker 4 (01:52):
What do I do?
Speaker 5 (01:53):
Mother? What do I do? Mother?
Speaker 7 (01:55):
What do I do?
Speaker 5 (01:56):
Mother?
Speaker 4 (01:57):
Tell me what to do.
Speaker 2 (02:00):
My brother inherent? You can stay with him until your
brother's fury does Maybe with time he'll forget what you've
done to him.
Speaker 1 (02:16):
Jacob trudged through the wilderness, the weight of his past
sins heavy upon his shoulders. The sun dipped below the horizon,
casting long shadows that stretched like fingers across the barren landscape.
He was alone, save for the quiet whispers of the
wind and the occasional rustle of leaves underfoot. Each step
(02:40):
seemed to echo the turmoil in his heart.
Speaker 3 (02:44):
I have the birthright, yet no tint to dwell in
or food in my belly. I have the blessing, but
I'm trampling on dirt instead of lying in bed.
Speaker 1 (02:55):
Each step was a rhythmic reminder of the betrayal that
had driven him from his father's house. Jacob didn't blame
Esore for his anger, However, he refused to let the
threat of death stall his ascent. Jacob may not have
been the bear his brother was but he was no pushover.
(03:16):
His legs were sturdy. As he traversed the desert path
to Haran. He walked with defiant force, murmuring under his
breath intensions for greatness.
Speaker 4 (03:27):
I refuse to let this break me. I will thrive
in Laban's household. I return richer and wiser, ready to
take back what's mine from my brother.
Speaker 1 (03:37):
As night fell, the air grew cold and the sky
darkened a velvet blanket strewn with stars. Jacob's weary eyes
scanned the horizon, seeking a place of rest. His journey
had been long, and his body ached with exhaustion. There
wasn't a torchlight for miles, no town or city set
(03:59):
upon hill to seek refuge. He was alone, wholly and
utterly alone. Wolves howled in the distance, causing Jacob's legs
to tingle with unrest. He shook his head and gripped
his auburn curls tightly.
Speaker 3 (04:17):
What am I doing here? Is this even the right
thing to do? Have I messed all this up before
it even had a chance to begin.
Speaker 1 (04:26):
There was no response from the skies or whispers of
comfort in the wind. Jacob shook his head in resignation.
He was weary from the journey, eyes heavy with melancholy
and physical exhaustion. The sky overhead was a vast, unending
expanse of deep indigo, flecked with countless stars that glittered
(04:49):
like shards of ice. Her crescent moon hung low in
the sky, its pale light casting eerie shadows upon the ground,
illuminating the jagged silhouettes of the distant mountains that framed
the horizon. Jacob looked out from the dimly lit hill
on which he stood. His grandfather called this place Loose.
(05:13):
It was a sight that bore the scars of time
and conflict, its stones weathered and worn by centuries of
wind and rain. The history of Lews was edged into
the very landscape, a silent record of the peoples who
had passed through, each leaving their mark in the form
of scattered cairns and ancient, weather beaten carvings. In the
(05:37):
days of Jacob's ancestors, this land had been across roads
for traders and nomads alike. The ancient paths that wound
through the hills were once traveled by caravans laden with
goods from far off lands, spices from the east, precious
metals from the south, and grains from the north. The
(05:58):
trade routes brought calmer stories and traditions, weaving a rich
tapestry of cultural heritage that lingered in the air like
an unseen mist. But despite its storied past, Lows had
fallen into relative obscurity by Jacob's time, overshadowed and forgotten.
Jacob wondered if Abraham's promise had fallen to the same fate.
(06:22):
Would the greatness of Abraham's lineage end with him? Finding
a smooth, flat stone, he placed it beneath his head
and lay down to rest. As he lay upon the hard,
unforgiving ground, Jacob's mind was a tumult of thoughts and fears.
The stone beneath his head was cold and unyielding, but
(06:43):
it was also strangely comforting, grounding him in the reality
of his journey and the trials yet to come. He
was caught between past and future, between the weight of
his sins and the promise of redemption. In this liminal space,
he drifted into a deep, dream laden sleep, the world
(07:05):
around him fading into the background. As the vision unfolded,
The night around Jacob seemed to thicken, the shadows deepening
until they were almost tangible. The air grew still, an
expectant hush falling over the landscape, broken only by the
(07:26):
soft rhythmic sucration of the wind through the rocky crags
and the distant hoot of an owl. Jacob opened his
eyes to a vision. He found himself standing at the
base of a monumental staircase that stretched upwards into the
infinite expanse of the heavens. The staircase was constructed of
(07:49):
a stone so smooth and luminous that it seemed to
glow from within. Each step bathed in a soft golden
light that shimmered like the surface of a tranquil sea
under the moonlight. The steps, though solid, appeared almost ethereal,
as if they were fashioned from pure light and divine essence.
Speaker 3 (08:10):
Ah ah, oh, what is this?
Speaker 1 (08:16):
Jacob stepped forward, drawn to the light of the staircase
and the holy glow that emanated from the top. Jacob
knew very little about what he was seeing, but he
knew he wanted to be at the top of that staircase.
He inched forward, only to be drawn back by a
holy procession of angels, a faint celestial music, like the
(08:41):
sound of distant bells or the harmonious chords of a
liar filled the air, mingling with the faint whisper of
angelic voices that spoke in a language beyond human understanding.
The air itself seemed to hum with a sacred energy,
vibrating with the redonance of countless prayers and ancient hymns.
(09:03):
Angels moved gracefully along the staircase, ascending and descending with
a serene purpose. Their forms were radiant, clothed in robes
of light that flowed like liquid silver. Each angel bore
a unique visage, their expressions a blend of serenity and wisdom.
(09:25):
Their eyes aglow with an inner fire that bespoke their
celestial origin. They moved with an effortless grace, their wings
barely stirring the air, leaving trails of luminescent sparks in
their wake. The light pulsed, and wisps of living color
descended down with the angels. Its brilliance nearly blinded Jacob.
(09:49):
As he beheld this wondrous sight, a profound awe and
humility swept over him. His heart pounded in his chest,
not from fear, but from the overwhelming sense of being
in the presence of God Most High. His legs trembled,
and he felt the urge to fall to his knees. Fear, awe,
(10:11):
and anticipation welled within him. He turned to the ground,
hiding his face from the light, and wonder, Am I.
Speaker 4 (10:21):
Going to die? Or turn to gold? It seems like
each is possible at this point.
Speaker 1 (10:27):
Then a warmth spread through him, starting from his core
and radiating outward, filling him with a sense of peace
and an unshakable certainty that he was not alone. Jacob
peered up there, standing right beside him stood a vision
of God Most High. He spoke to Jacob. His voice
(10:52):
was unlike any Jacob had ever heard. It was a
voice encompassing the roar of the ocean and the whisper
of the wind, the crackle of a mighty fire, and
the gentle rustling of leaves. It resonated through the very
marrow of Jacob's bones, a sound that was once thunderous
(11:12):
and soothing, now commanding and comforting.
Speaker 5 (11:16):
I am the existing One, the God of Abraham, your father,
and the God of Isaac.
Speaker 3 (11:27):
You here, hee, You're really here.
Speaker 5 (11:33):
Look around, you, son of Isaac. Behold the splendor of
this land.
Speaker 1 (11:40):
Jacob surveyed the Starlit landscape. The radiance of the staircase
illuminated its rich and vibrant valleys cut with rushing rivers
and lush forests.
Speaker 5 (11:52):
The land on which you lie I will give to
you and your descendants. Your offspring shall be like the
dust of the earth, and you shall spread abroad to
the west, and to the east, and to the north
and to the south. Through you and your descendants, all
(12:15):
families of the earth will be blessed.
Speaker 3 (12:19):
So you have blessed me. I didn't know if I
wasn't sure if you.
Speaker 1 (12:26):
Jacob's words were caught in his throat. He wrestled with
feelings of assurance in God and doubt in himself. Deep down,
he knew he was a deceiver, a trickster who stole
his blessing. In some ways, it surprised Jacob to receive
such a blessing from God himself.
Speaker 5 (12:46):
Behold, I am with you, and I will keep you
wherever you go. Though you leave, I will bring you
back to this land, for I will love leave you
until I have done what I have promised.
Speaker 1 (13:05):
Just then, Jacob awoke with a start, his breath coming
in short, sharp gasps. The memory of the vision lingered
in his mind. He looked around him, surveying the land.
God promised him him, not just his father and grandfather,
not his brother Esau or his sons. Him, Jacob, God
(13:30):
most I was here in this place, and I didn't
even know it. He's been working, moving and dwelling here
right under my nose. He rose to his feet and
ran his hand over the smooth stone he used as
a pillow.
Speaker 3 (13:49):
How amazing is this place. This is the house of God,
the gate of Heaven itself.
Speaker 1 (13:57):
Early that morning, before the rays of light painted the valley,
Jacob arose with fervor. He took the stone and set
it up as a pillar. He poured oil over the
stone and consecrated it as a holy place.
Speaker 4 (14:13):
This place will no longer be called Luz. That is
the name my grandfather's people gave it. It's no longer
there surname. As a keeper of the promise, I rename
it Bethel, the House of God.
Speaker 1 (14:28):
Jacob turned his cheek to the rising sun. Basking in
its warmth, He raised his hands in the air.
Speaker 7 (14:36):
Hear me, existing one, the God of Abraham and Isaac,
If you will be with me, keep me wherever I go,
and give me enough bread and clothing to survive so
I can depart in peace. Then you shall be my
God too. Let this monument stand as a testament between
us that you.
Speaker 4 (14:56):
Are not just the God of my forefathers. You are
the God Jacob.
Speaker 1 (15:09):
This Prey dot Com production is only made possible by
our dedicated team of creative talents. Steve Gattina, Max Bard,
Zach Shellabarger and Ben Gammon are the executive producers of
the Chosen People. Narrated by Paul Coltofianu. Characters are voiced
by Jonathan Cotton, Aaron Salvado, Sarah Seltz, Mike Reagan, Stephen Ringwald,
(15:32):
Sylvia Zaradoc, Thomas Copeland Junior, Rosanna Pilcher, and Mitch Leshinsky.
Music by Andrew Morgan Smith, written by Aaron Salvato, bre
Rosalie and Chris Baig. You can hear more Prey dot
Com productions on the Prey dot Com app, available on
the Apple App Store and Google Play Store. If you
(15:52):
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Previously on the Chosen People.
Speaker 2 (00:04):
No games, Jacob, tell me what you've been scheming.
Speaker 3 (00:08):
I don't scheme, I prepare. Scheming makes me sound so villainous.
Speaker 4 (00:14):
I love this family and I would never jeopardize it
for my own gain.
Speaker 2 (00:19):
When you go in there, do not play like a child.
Be a man and seize what's yours. And when you
finally have it, except whatever comes after. With courage.
Speaker 5 (00:32):
Eshaw, Yes, I have done, and you told me and
killed deer, eat my game and bless me.
Speaker 6 (00:41):
May God give you the doom of heaven, the fatness
of the earth, and plenty of.
Speaker 5 (00:48):
Grain and wine. May people and.
Speaker 6 (00:52):
Nations bow down to you and serve you. You will
be lord over your your brothers, and your mother's son.
Speaker 5 (01:03):
Will bend a knee to you.
Speaker 1 (01:07):
The words were a final seal, a decisive declaration that
Jacob was now the inheritor of Isaac's promise, passed down
from Abraham through Jacob, the blessing of God most high
would endure.
Speaker 5 (01:28):
I will hunt and kill him life first.
Speaker 1 (01:34):
He saw stormed out of the tent and looked around,
his eyes narrowed with a hunter's intensity. He grabbed his
bow and arrow, searching frantically for his twin panic jabbed
at Jacob's legs. He was shaking, agitated, ready to run.
Speaker 4 (01:52):
What do I do?
Speaker 5 (01:53):
Mother? What do I do? Mother?
Speaker 7 (01:55):
What do I do?
Speaker 5 (01:56):
Mother?
Speaker 4 (01:57):
Tell me what to do.
Speaker 2 (02:00):
My brother inherent? You can stay with him until your
brother's fury does Maybe with time he'll forget what you've
done to him.
Speaker 1 (02:16):
Jacob trudged through the wilderness, the weight of his past
sins heavy upon his shoulders. The sun dipped below the horizon,
casting long shadows that stretched like fingers across the barren landscape.
He was alone, save for the quiet whispers of the
wind and the occasional rustle of leaves underfoot. Each step
(02:40):
seemed to echo the turmoil in his heart.
Speaker 3 (02:44):
I have the birthright, yet no tint to dwell in
or food in my belly. I have the blessing, but
I'm trampling on dirt instead of lying in bed.
Speaker 1 (02:55):
Each step was a rhythmic reminder of the betrayal that
had driven him from his father's house. Jacob didn't blame
Esore for his anger, However, he refused to let the
threat of death stall his ascent. Jacob may not have
been the bear his brother was but he was no pushover.
(03:16):
His legs were sturdy. As he traversed the desert path
to Haran. He walked with defiant force, murmuring under his
breath intensions for greatness.
Speaker 4 (03:27):
I refuse to let this break me. I will thrive
in Laban's household. I return richer and wiser, ready to
take back what's mine from my brother.
Speaker 1 (03:37):
As night fell, the air grew cold and the sky
darkened a velvet blanket strewn with stars. Jacob's weary eyes
scanned the horizon, seeking a place of rest. His journey
had been long, and his body ached with exhaustion. There
wasn't a torchlight for miles, no town or city set
(03:59):
upon hill to seek refuge. He was alone, wholly and
utterly alone. Wolves howled in the distance, causing Jacob's legs
to tingle with unrest. He shook his head and gripped
his auburn curls tightly.
Speaker 3 (04:17):
What am I doing here? Is this even the right
thing to do? Have I messed all this up before
it even had a chance to begin.
Speaker 1 (04:26):
There was no response from the skies or whispers of
comfort in the wind. Jacob shook his head in resignation.
He was weary from the journey, eyes heavy with melancholy
and physical exhaustion. The sky overhead was a vast, unending
expanse of deep indigo, flecked with countless stars that glittered
(04:49):
like shards of ice. Her crescent moon hung low in
the sky, its pale light casting eerie shadows upon the ground,
illuminating the jagged silhouettes of the distant mountains that framed
the horizon. Jacob looked out from the dimly lit hill
on which he stood. His grandfather called this place Loose.
(05:13):
It was a sight that bore the scars of time
and conflict, its stones weathered and worn by centuries of
wind and rain. The history of Lews was edged into
the very landscape, a silent record of the peoples who
had passed through, each leaving their mark in the form
of scattered cairns and ancient, weather beaten carvings. In the
(05:37):
days of Jacob's ancestors, this land had been across roads
for traders and nomads alike. The ancient paths that wound
through the hills were once traveled by caravans laden with
goods from far off lands, spices from the east, precious
metals from the south, and grains from the north. The
(05:58):
trade routes brought calmer stories and traditions, weaving a rich
tapestry of cultural heritage that lingered in the air like
an unseen mist. But despite its storied past, Lows had
fallen into relative obscurity by Jacob's time, overshadowed and forgotten.
Jacob wondered if Abraham's promise had fallen to the same fate.
(06:22):
Would the greatness of Abraham's lineage end with him? Finding
a smooth, flat stone, he placed it beneath his head
and lay down to rest. As he lay upon the hard,
unforgiving ground, Jacob's mind was a tumult of thoughts and fears.
The stone beneath his head was cold and unyielding, but
(06:43):
it was also strangely comforting, grounding him in the reality
of his journey and the trials yet to come. He
was caught between past and future, between the weight of
his sins and the promise of redemption. In this liminal space,
he drifted into a deep, dream laden sleep, the world
(07:05):
around him fading into the background. As the vision unfolded,
The night around Jacob seemed to thicken, the shadows deepening
until they were almost tangible. The air grew still, an
expectant hush falling over the landscape, broken only by the
(07:26):
soft rhythmic sucration of the wind through the rocky crags
and the distant hoot of an owl. Jacob opened his
eyes to a vision. He found himself standing at the
base of a monumental staircase that stretched upwards into the
infinite expanse of the heavens. The staircase was constructed of
(07:49):
a stone so smooth and luminous that it seemed to
glow from within. Each step bathed in a soft golden
light that shimmered like the surface of a tranquil sea
under the moonlight. The steps, though solid, appeared almost ethereal,
as if they were fashioned from pure light and divine essence.
Speaker 3 (08:10):
Ah ah, oh, what is this?
Speaker 1 (08:16):
Jacob stepped forward, drawn to the light of the staircase
and the holy glow that emanated from the top. Jacob
knew very little about what he was seeing, but he
knew he wanted to be at the top of that staircase.
He inched forward, only to be drawn back by a
holy procession of angels, a faint celestial music, like the
(08:41):
sound of distant bells or the harmonious chords of a
liar filled the air, mingling with the faint whisper of
angelic voices that spoke in a language beyond human understanding.
The air itself seemed to hum with a sacred energy,
vibrating with the redonance of countless prayers and ancient hymns.
(09:03):
Angels moved gracefully along the staircase, ascending and descending with
a serene purpose. Their forms were radiant, clothed in robes
of light that flowed like liquid silver. Each angel bore
a unique visage, their expressions a blend of serenity and wisdom.
(09:25):
Their eyes aglow with an inner fire that bespoke their
celestial origin. They moved with an effortless grace, their wings
barely stirring the air, leaving trails of luminescent sparks in
their wake. The light pulsed, and wisps of living color
descended down with the angels. Its brilliance nearly blinded Jacob.
(09:49):
As he beheld this wondrous sight, a profound awe and
humility swept over him. His heart pounded in his chest,
not from fear, but from the overwhelming sense of being
in the presence of God Most High. His legs trembled,
and he felt the urge to fall to his knees. Fear, awe,
(10:11):
and anticipation welled within him. He turned to the ground,
hiding his face from the light, and wonder, Am I.
Speaker 4 (10:21):
Going to die? Or turn to gold? It seems like
each is possible at this point.
Speaker 1 (10:27):
Then a warmth spread through him, starting from his core
and radiating outward, filling him with a sense of peace
and an unshakable certainty that he was not alone. Jacob
peered up there, standing right beside him stood a vision
of God Most High. He spoke to Jacob. His voice
(10:52):
was unlike any Jacob had ever heard. It was a
voice encompassing the roar of the ocean and the whisper
of the wind, the crackle of a mighty fire, and
the gentle rustling of leaves. It resonated through the very
marrow of Jacob's bones, a sound that was once thunderous
(11:12):
and soothing, now commanding and comforting.
Speaker 5 (11:16):
I am the existing One, the God of Abraham, your father,
and the God of Isaac.
Speaker 3 (11:27):
You here, hee, You're really here.
Speaker 5 (11:33):
Look around, you, son of Isaac. Behold the splendor of
this land.
Speaker 1 (11:40):
Jacob surveyed the Starlit landscape. The radiance of the staircase
illuminated its rich and vibrant valleys cut with rushing rivers
and lush forests.
Speaker 5 (11:52):
The land on which you lie I will give to
you and your descendants. Your offspring shall be like the
dust of the earth, and you shall spread abroad to
the west, and to the east, and to the north
and to the south. Through you and your descendants, all
(12:15):
families of the earth will be blessed.
Speaker 3 (12:19):
So you have blessed me. I didn't know if I
wasn't sure if you.
Speaker 1 (12:26):
Jacob's words were caught in his throat. He wrestled with
feelings of assurance in God and doubt in himself. Deep down,
he knew he was a deceiver, a trickster who stole
his blessing. In some ways, it surprised Jacob to receive
such a blessing from God himself.
Speaker 5 (12:46):
Behold, I am with you, and I will keep you
wherever you go. Though you leave, I will bring you
back to this land, for I will love leave you
until I have done what I have promised.
Speaker 1 (13:05):
Just then, Jacob awoke with a start, his breath coming
in short, sharp gasps. The memory of the vision lingered
in his mind. He looked around him, surveying the land.
God promised him him, not just his father and grandfather,
not his brother Esau or his sons. Him, Jacob, God
(13:30):
most I was here in this place, and I didn't
even know it. He's been working, moving and dwelling here
right under my nose. He rose to his feet and
ran his hand over the smooth stone he used as
a pillow.
Speaker 3 (13:49):
How amazing is this place. This is the house of God,
the gate of Heaven itself.
Speaker 1 (13:57):
Early that morning, before the rays of light painted the valley,
Jacob arose with fervor. He took the stone and set
it up as a pillar. He poured oil over the
stone and consecrated it as a holy place.
Speaker 4 (14:13):
This place will no longer be called Luz. That is
the name my grandfather's people gave it. It's no longer
there surname. As a keeper of the promise, I rename
it Bethel, the House of God.
Speaker 1 (14:28):
Jacob turned his cheek to the rising sun. Basking in
its warmth, He raised his hands in the air.
Speaker 7 (14:36):
Hear me, existing one, the God of Abraham and Isaac,
If you will be with me, keep me wherever I go,
and give me enough bread and clothing to survive so
I can depart in peace. Then you shall be my
God too. Let this monument stand as a testament between
us that you.
Speaker 4 (14:56):
Are not just the God of my forefathers. You are
the God Jacob.
Speaker 1 (15:09):
This Prey dot Com production is only made possible by
our dedicated team of creative talents. Steve Gattina, Max Bard,
Zach Shellabarger and Ben Gammon are the executive producers of
the Chosen People. Narrated by Paul Coltofianu. Characters are voiced
by Jonathan Cotton, Aaron Salvado, Sarah Seltz, Mike Reagan, Stephen Ringwald,
(15:32):
Sylvia Zaradoc, Thomas Copeland Junior, Rosanna Pilcher, and Mitch Leshinsky.
Music by Andrew Morgan Smith, written by Aaron Salvato, bre
Rosalie and Chris Baig. You can hear more Prey dot
Com productions on the Prey dot Com app, available on
the Apple App Store and Google Play Store. If you
(15:52):
enjoyed The Chosen People, please rate and leave a review.
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