Laban exclaimed, “You really are my own flesh and blood!” After Jacob had stayed with Laban for about a month,
Finally Abram said to Lot, “Let’s not allow this conflict to come between us or our herdsmen. After all, we are close relatives!
“At last!” the man exclaimed. “This one is bone from my bone, and flesh from my flesh! She will be called ‘woman,’ because she was taken from ‘man.’”
He explained to Rachel that he was her cousin on her father’s side—the son of her aunt Rebekah. So Rachel quickly ran and told her father, Laban.
Laban said to him, “You shouldn’t work for me without pay just because we are relatives. Tell me how much your wages should be.”
Instead of hurting him, let’s sell him to those Ishmaelite traders. After all, he is our brother—our own flesh and blood!” And his brothers agreed.
Then all the tribes of Israel went to David at Hebron and told him, “We are your own flesh and blood.
Don’t trust anyone— not your best friend or even your wife!
for I want somehow to make the people of Israel jealous of what you Gentiles have, so I might save some of them.
And we are members of his body.
“Ask the leading citizens of Shechem whether they want to be ruled by all seventy of Gideon’s sons or by one man. And remember that I am your own flesh and blood!”