Who’s Who?

Yaakov followed his mother’s instructions and entered his father’s room carrying the steaming plate of delicious meat.
“Father,” Yaakov said.
“Here I am. Who are you, my son?” Yitzchak asked.
Yaakov chose his words very carefully, so as not to tell a lie. “It is I,” replied Yaakov. After waiting a few seconds, he continued, “Eisav B’chorecha” – Eisav (is) your firstborn son. Father, I did what you asked. Now please get up and eat what I have brought you so that you may bless me.”
Yitzchak was very confused. It didn’t sound like Eisav’s usual growl.
“My dear son, how did you manage to hunt and cook a meal so fast?” asked Yitzchak.
“With HaShem’s help, I did it,” he answered.
“Hmmm…” thought Yitzchak. “This sounds more like a “Yaakov-answer” than an “Eisav-answer”.”
“Come here and let me touch you, my son,” Yitzchak requested. “This will be the test for me to know whether you are truly Eisav.”
Yaakov stepped up closer, and his father touched his goatskin-covered hands. Now Yitzchak was even more confused, “the voice is the voice of Yaakov, but the hands are the hands of Eisav!”
Once again, Yitzchak asked, “Are you my son Eisav?”
Yaakov answered simply, “I am” (without adding the word Eisav).
Yaakov served his father the meat and poured him wine.
“Please, my son. Come closer so I may kiss you,” said Yitzchak.
At that point, something incredible happened! As Yaakov bent over to kiss his father, Yitzchak smelled the wonderful Gan Eden fragrance coming from his garments. This was quite unusual for Eisav’s grimy hunting clothes.
Yitzchak blessed his son, “May HaShem bless you with the best of everything, plentiful rain and dew, abundant grain and wine. You will be a master over your brother, and the nations of the world will bow to you. Those who curse you will be cursed, and those who bless you will be blessed.”
All in all, a wonderful blessing for the future of Yaakov’s children – Bnei Yisrael – the Jewish people!