“You can stay here,” the farmer said. “Just don’t be messin’ with my two daughters.”

But Jacob fell in love with his younger daughter, Rachel, and offered to work the farm for seven years in exchange for marrying her. After the seven years passed, there was a wedding, but the crafty farmer tricked Jacob into marrying his older daughter, Leah, who’d been wearing a suspiciously thick veil during the ceremony.

“But I wanted to marry Rachel,” he complained.

“That’s fine,” the farmer said. “You can marry her, too. You just gotta work the farm another seven years.”

So Jacob spent fourteen years working as a farmhand. His real rock bottom moment, though, came when he broke his arm wrestling with an angel. God changed Jacob’s name to “Israel,” which means “one who wrestles with God.” As far as I know, Israel is still the only nation named after a wrestler.