(Genesis 37:18–28)
Before Joseph even came near,
his brothers had already decided his fate.
While he was still far away,
they saw him and plotted to kill him.
“Here comes the dreamer.”
Joseph had not spoken a word.
There was no chance to explain,
no opportunity to defend himself.
To his brothers, he was no longer a brother,
but a symbol to be mocked and removed.
Their plan quickly took shape:
kill him, throw him into a pit,
and say a wild animal devoured him.
Then they would see what became of his dreams.
At that moment, Reuben intervened.
He urged them not to kill Joseph
and pulled him from their hands—temporarily.
But Reuben did not take full responsibility.
He opposed bloodshed,
yet agreed to throw Joseph into a pit in the wilderness.
Joseph was stripped of his robe
and cast into the pit without a word.
The pit was empty—no water, no help, no voice.
Above him, his brothers sat down to eat.
Life went on as usual.
Violence was followed by normalcy,
and conscience grew silent.
Then a caravan appeared—
Ishmaelite traders coming from Gilead,
carrying spices and myrrh on their way to Egypt.
Judah spoke up.
“What profit is there if we kill our brother and conceal his death?
Let us sell him. After all, he is our brother.”
Murder became a transaction.
A brother became merchandise.
For twenty pieces of silver,
Joseph was sold and taken to Egypt.
The brothers likely thought the problem was solved,
the trouble removed.
But Scripture tells a different story.
Joseph was sold by his brothers,
but he was sent by God.
Twenty pieces of silver were humanity’s price,
but Egypt was God’s stage.
The pit was not the end—
it was where providence changed direction.
They thought they had ended Joseph’s story,
but God was only turning the page.
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