(Genesis 39-41)
I stared at him in shock.
I could not believe my eyes!
Yes, it’s him, alright.
He looked a bit older, but you cannot really miss that charming smile and boyish looks.
I remembered when I sentenced him to prison.
It was a bit over two years ago...
There was no way his jacket could have been in my wife’s hand in our bedroom if he had not been there and had taken it off.
I was so mad, I wanted to sentence him to death...
And I totally forgot about him.
Until today.
The king had a dream and he needed it interpreted immediately.
Apparently, he was very disturbed...
(Sorry- did I mention I was the Chief Security Officer to the king? I was the Royal CSO with 20 years' experience).
I gathered all these men, over a hundred of them in an hour...
What bothered the king most was that he had the dream TWICE.
It would have been dismissed as a result of tiredness or anything else if you have a dream. But when the dream is repeated, you are wont to believe the gods are trying to pass a message across to you...
There was a murmur in the Royal Courts, as the magicians and wise men consulted each other.
As hard as they tried, none was brave enough to hazard a guess...
Better to err on the side of caution!
Just then, the Chief Butler to the king came in. he was surprised to see the crowd and he asked me what was going on...
“No, but I met a man there who interpreted my dream and the Chief Baker of the king. And it happened to both of us as he had interpreted- I was restored to my position, he was hanged!
About thirty minutes later, the dream interpreter was ushered into the king’s presence.
That was when I recognized him:
Joseph.
I was too much in shock to talk...
I need you in my cabinet to steer the ship of state in the right direction: I hereby appoint you as Prime Minister of the Federation!”
He asked. "Potiphar, are you okay? You look rather pale all of a sudden! Should I call the Royal Doctor? You don't look good..."
How could I ever be okay???
I could not get out of the Royal Court any faster than I did...
It was on TV, radio, online, on every blog in the country. It trended on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and all social media.
As I entered the house, I saw my wife couched up in a chair weeping.
I called her and she turned...
And my wife said, “I am sorry, dear. I am so sorry. I lied about him…”
I collapsed on the nearest chair, wondering what Joseph was going to do to me...
“Hello, Potiphar?”
“Y-y-y-yes?”
Please don’t worry about it, okay?
It was all part of His plan.
How is your wife? My regards to her. Take care and enjoy your day.”
And he cut the line.
How magnanimous can anyone be!
Now, imagine you are Joseph for a minute: what would YOU do to Potiphar?
Would you see your slavery and prison experience as God's plan as Joseph did, or you'll see your brothers, Potiphar and his wife as enemies to be dealt with now that you have the power to do so...?
ALL THINGS.
Even the slavery, jail time, heart break, failure, disappointment, loss- EVERYTHING.
They're all part of His plan.
Shalom.
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