Sarah's story is a lesson in Hope and Trust in the Lord. God gave her the ability to bear a son for Abraham after she was well past the age to have a child.

Here's the type of "family values" gal the world could stand a greater helping of. Y'see, Sarah's womb was a rocky place where Abraham's seed could find no purchase (how she knew it was her fault, rather than Abe "shooting blanks", is anyone's guess), so she shoves her maidservant (slave) Hagar the Egyptian into the hubby's arms for a little surrogate clan building (Genesis 16:2). As one might imagine, Hagar doesn't take kindly to the old goatmaster's "hide the fig" sessions, and starts giving Sarah the evil eye. So what does the "heroic" Sarah do? Shifts the blame to the shepherd, of course (Genesis 16:5). Abe knuckles under to the harridan, who now has carte blanche to make Hagar's life even more miserable than it was before (cooking complaints, "noogies", "nipple twisters"; who knows WHAT went on). Bad enough to make Hagar take off into the wilderness, where she's advised to go back for MORE crapola by one of Yahweh's oh-so-timely messengers. After a quick pimping out to the horny Abimelech of Gerar, Sarah gets even pissier with Hagar (mostly over their kids). The "heroic" Sarah's solution? Stick with the "classics" and complain to Abraham, who takes his testicles out of his wife's purse and makes the bold move of sending Hagar and Ishmael (his lesser-liked son) out of the camp and into the desert (to his credit, he did give them enough food and water to make it far enough away that he didn't have to listen to them, in case they suffered any). After an infanticide attempt on the son she thought she'd never have, Sarah kicked over in Hebron at the ripe old age of 127; if she hadn't been such a bitter, duplicitous control freak, she might've scored a nicer cave than Machpelah.

Imagine giving birth to a child IN YOUR 90s!