Words of Hope

Good News. No Boundaries

Once More, with Feeling

by: Carol Bechtel

If Joseph had written in his diary while he was in prison, what might he have said? DIARY: Is it me, or do I always seem to get thrown into pits? Truthfully, the accommodations here in the king’s jail are a considerable step up from the pit my brothers threw me into. But a pit is a pit, after all. At first I just sat in my cell and obsessed over the injustice of it all. But then I remembered how God had rescued me from the last pit I was in. So, I just made up my mind to be the most helpful prisoner in history. And sure enough, the jailer has taken a shine to me. He’s given me all sorts of responsibilities. I’m not sure if it’s because he’s lazy, or if it’s a sign that God has plans to break me out of this joint.

If Joseph had written in his memoirs years after this experience, what might he have said? MEMOIR: Looking back on it, I can’t help but wonder why Potiphar chose to put me in the king’s prison. It wasn’t luxurious by any means, but it was better than a chain gang—or a gallows, for that matter. I wonder if he had doubts about his wife’s story. Oh well, I guess I’ll never know. What I do know is that God was with me. How else can you explain the fact that I wasn’t left there to rot?