“I am Joseph your brother whom you sold into Egypt. But don’t feel badly, don’t blame yourselves for selling me…. God sent me on ahead to pave the way and make sure there was a remnant in the land, to save your lives in an amazing act of deliverance. So you see, it was you who sent me here, it was God.” Genesis 45:4,5,8
Joseph—what a guy. His brothers sold him into slavery and years later, during the great famine, they went to Egypt to seek food and encountered Joseph, and he forgave them.
I have three brothers who have treated me fairly all my life. We didn’t argue. We never were estranged. When I asked my mother, “Did we fight as kids?” She said, “No.” I believe we cooperated with one another out of respect for each other and for our parents. There was no jealousy. We all had jobs, did our share of work around the farm or house, and enjoyed spending time together.
When I hear of siblings that can’t be left alone at home for even an evening because they will fight, it makes me sad. Joseph’s brothers hated him because it was obvious their father loved him the most of his twelve sons. Many of them plotted to kill Joseph, but decided to sell him instead. You can imagine the fear that went up and down their spines when they realized the man saving them from starvation was their abandoned brother.
Thank you, God, for my brothers—all good servants of the Lord. Amen.