Lessons Learned From A Pit

010-joseph-slave_10My name is Joseph, the eleventh son of my father Israel, and the firstborn son of my father’s favorite wife Rachel. Though dad married Leah, he loved Rachel, and loved me as if I were his firstborn. I was given a coat of many colors, a beautiful thing.

Genesis 37:3  Now Israel loved Joseph more than all his children, because he was the son of his old age: and he made him a coat of many colours.

When you have a coat of many colors and your brothers don’t, do NOT parade around in it. I not only showed off my coat, I told my brothers that I dreamed I was going to rule over them one day. That’s the first lesson I learned from a pit.

When nearby there is a pit,
On your brothers do not spit.
Make ten angry, on you they’ll call,
And in a darkened pit you will fall.

I must have been out of my mind, holding both the coat and dream over their heads. Thankfully my younger brother Reuben intervened. He begged them,

Genesis 37:22 ….. Shed no blood, but cast him into this pit that is in the wilderness, and lay no hand upon him; that he might rid him out of their hands, to deliver him to his father again. 

I was tossed in that pit after they stripped me of my coat. There I sat in the pit, lonely, without food or water. That was when I learned another lesson from the pit.

Pride comes before a fall, God said;
My Parents love went to my head.
All we have, we have from God;
Don’t be arrogant or you’ll taste the rod.

What was going to happen to me? I quickly repented, and called on the Lord. Though I was in a pit God heard me. Dear friends, there is no mess you can get yourself into that God cannot get you out of.  Of all people a band of Ishmaelites passed by right then. The ancient enemies of our people, God sent them to where I was on purpose. I learned in that pit that …

God has a plan for us all;
He waits for you and I to call.
A pit is not a hole with death as its floor;
With God it is but opportunity’s door.

I was sold to the Ishmaelites by my brothers for twenty pieces of silver – only ten less than Judas sold Jesus to the Pharisees.

Taken into slavery, God was still in control. He always is! When I got to Egypt I found other pits waiting. My master’s wife tried to use me as a sex slave, but I refused her … and was thrown into a prison as an award for my integrity.  I stayed in prison some thirteen years until the Lord got me out.

pithappensThe pits I found in Egypt were terrible – but also wonderful. In time God raised me up to be second only to Pharaoh, the King of Egypt. Because of God and His Grace I was able to save my family from famine, and my little family would grow to a mighty nation called Israel several hundred years later. When life is the pits, look up. God is in control. He is alway in control.

The greatest thing I learn in the pits was that God loves me, and will never leave me. That’s true for all of us if we would but call on Him.

Jesus loves us, This we know,
‘Cause our Savior told us so.
Little peeps to Him belong,
We’re pitiful, but He is strong.
Rest, Jesus loves me.
Rest, Jesus loves you.
Rest, Jesus loves us,
His promise will stand true.

Look up, Beloved of God. He is above you all!

About bibleteacherorg

A searching pastor, I am looking for a people who love the Lord and love one another. I am looking for the Church. Most of what I see today is not the Church, but clubs, where members sit in padded pews and drink deeply of self. I am looking for a people willing to be righteous not self righteous, serving not served, In short, I am looking and praying for a people who want to change the world by willingly and willfully following Jesus Christ. I hope I find this people before it's too late.
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