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Genesis 37:18-24 – DIARY OF LOST DREAMS – Part 5 

Joseph the Dreamer © Image by Ross Cochrane

I imagine that this is the diary of Reuben, writing about the events of his brother, Joseph, extrapolated from the Biblical narrative, and with my added personal reflections woven in. 

Diary of Reuben (Firstborn son of Jacob): We saw him coming in the distance, his colored coat like a beacon of cacophonous dissonance flowing around him. Our half-brother, Joseph, with his irritating dreams of self-importance and his constant reconnaissance of our activities, was not welcome here. Father’s spy. We thought we’d be free of this under-aged, opinionated usurper.  

Shechem 

We had been talking about the vermin of Shechem before he came and how they died for their reckless presumptions at our hands. It was a reckless, perverse conversation, I admit, carelessly trivializing and justifying the horror of our actions. If only the prince of Shechem had not raped and kidnapped our sister, Dinah, this would never have happened. He deserved to die, but then Dinah’s brothers, my half-brothers went on a murdering rampage through the village until every man was dead.  

When we saw the carnage, we all rationalised it as part of our vengeance and even I participated, to my shame, by going further. We seized their livestock—everything we could lay our hands on, both inside the town and outside in the fields. We looted and plundered their houses. We took all their little children and wives and made them our captives. My father was only concerned about his reputation.  

Bonded with Rage 

We have become hardened men since then, morose and a little negative, easily aroused to anger, but only because we have become disillusioned by the circumstances of life. We have an ongoing hatred, since that day, of anyone who uses their authority to do whatever they want.  

We are simple men, not aspiring to big-note ourselves with the aspirations of corrupt leaders. We are bonded by the trauma of our past. If anyone confronts or seeks to lord it over us, they will feel the force of a marauding army.  

Joseph walked into our rage, the stupid boy, with his princely dreams of power over us and almost got himself killed.  

“We’ll see what becomes of his dreams!” My brothers would have beaten him to death if I hadn’t quelled their rage by an alternate plan. 

I stepped in just in time and came to Joseph’s rescue. The boy was too young to feel the full force of our hatred of authority. “Let’s not kill him,” I said. “Why should we shed any blood? Let’s just throw him into this empty cistern here in the wilderness. Then he’ll die without our laying a hand on him, slowly.”  

The well was narrow at the mouth, but widened as it descended, so Joseph would have no way to get out. I let my brothers rough Joseph up a bit and then we ripped his coat from him and threw him into the dry cistern. A cold night in the well will deal with his pride and arrogance. 

Possibilities of Forgiveness  

He’ll soon come down to our level. I am secretly planning to rescue Joseph and return him to his father. Hopefully, my father will see the foolishness of Joseph as our overseer and give me back my birthright as his firstborn son.  

I know I have behaved disgracefully with Bilhah (Genesis 35:22). I was trying to usurp his power. Of course, he would find out. How stupid can I be? Maybe returning Joseph to him will make amends for my actions. I hope so. 

I have excused myself from my brothers for a while to write this journal while my brothers eat. I will wait until my brothers are asleep …   

TO BE CONTINUED … 

Pastor Ross 

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