Tuesday, January 23, 2007
-Man who dream-
Genesis 37
Joseph's Dreams
1 Jacob lived in the land where his father had stayed, the land of Canaan.
2 This is the account of Jacob.
Joseph, a young man of seventeen, was tending the flocks with his brothers, the sons of Bilhah and the sons of Zilpah, his father's wives, and he brought their father a bad report about them.
3 Now Israel loved Joseph more than any of his other sons, because he had been born to him in his old age; and he made a richly ornamented [a] robe for him. 4 When his brothers saw that their father loved him more than any of them, they hated him and could not speak a kind word to him.
5 Joseph had a dream, and when he told it to his brothers, they hated him all the more. 6 He said to them, "Listen to this dream I had: 7 We were binding sheaves of grain out in the field when suddenly my sheaf rose and stood upright, while your sheaves gathered around mine and bowed down to it."
8 His brothers said to him, "Do you intend to reign over us? Will you actually rule us?" And they hated him all the more because of his dream and what he had said.
9 Then he had another dream, and he told it to his brothers. "Listen," he said, "I had another dream, and this time the sun and moon and eleven stars were bowing down to me."
10 When he told his father as well as his brothers, his father rebuked him and said, "What is this dream you had? Will your mother and I and your brothers actually come and bow down to the ground before you?" 11 His brothers were jealous of him, but his father kept the matter in mind.
19 "Here comes that dreamer!" they said to each other. 20 "Come now, let's kill him and throw him into one of these cisterns and say that a ferocious animal devoured him. Then we'll see what comes of his dreams."
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Genesis 39
But while Joseph was there in the prison, 21 the LORD was with him; he showed him kindness and granted him favor in the eyes of the prison warden. 22 So the warden put Joseph in charge of all those held in the prison, and he was made responsible for all that was done there. 23 The warden paid no attention to anything under Joseph's care, because the LORD was with Joseph and gave him success in whatever he did.
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Genesis 40
6 When Joseph came to them the next morning, he saw that they were dejected. 7 So he asked Pharaoh's officials who were in custody with him in his master's house, "Why are your faces so sad today?"
8 "We both had dreams," they answered, "but there is no one to interpret them."
Then Joseph said to them, "Do not interpretations belong to God? Tell me your dreams."
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Good afternoon
would like to share with you my Q.T for the last two days. =)
Just my humble and small insights.
Joseph got quite a sad family background. Although his dad love him to bits but he was hated by all his brothers, imagine growing up in a family of 10 brothers (benjamin not born yet) they all refused to talk to you, refuse to play with you and hated you ever since he was born for 17 LONG years! wah.. I can imagine how lonely must he feel and how he must have craved attention and love from his siblings. People usually love the youngest the most and I think he could have grow up feeling sad and insercure and feeling with the same hated his brothers have for him too!
But he never gave up dreaming, despite the first dream he have when he share to his brothers, they HATE(bible didn't use this word much often, can imagine how serious this was!) him even more but he didn't gave in to man because he believe in god and his promises. Second time, he even got rebuke by his dad! Was he discouraged? Did he think dreams was something fake and wavy? nah.. He haven't got mocked for what he believed in. THAT DREAMER!
As he went thought life, he struggles big time, we both know the stories, having read it for hundreds of times. Sold by his brothers for just 20 shekel of silver, throw in the dungeons by some lustful woman when he was trying to do the right thing.
I think as the story went on. The point came to my head that is our dreams god-driven? or personal driven? if our dreams is from god and for god, it will go through any challenges and I think god will definitely give the dreamers big challenges in life to see if the dreams are true. In this case Joseph got serverally tested and when two guy in the same plight as him came telling all their problem.. "I have a dream", he could be skeptical and think.. hmmp! dreams, i been through that, it's all fake and falsehood, it is all LIES! BUT as we read the verses, i could almost feel his excitement leaping out of the scriptures.
So he asked Pharaoh's officials who were in custody with him in his master's house, "Why are your faces so sad today?" 8 "We both had dreams," they answered, "but there is no one to interpret them." Then Joseph said to them, "Do not interpretations belong to God? Tell me your dreams."
TELL me your dreams. He was so excited even after all that he been though. He still excited about dreams, even other people's! I think he must have thought of the dreams that he have when he was young, go through them in his head a million times, on his lonely road to egypt, in jail and being a slave but this incident really prove his heart that he believe they are from god because he never give up believe or give up being excited about them! He even say it himself.. Interpretations are from god!
So the questions to myself, my dreams for this year, are they from god? if they are, they will stand through trails and difficulties but if they are not, they will definitely fall short and go with the winds. If they're from god and for god and not my own personally glory, they will come true and inspire me!
The Impossible Dream (The Quest)
From Man of LaMancha
Lyrics by Joe Darion
To dream ... the impossible dream ...
To fight ... the unbeatable foe ...
To bear ... with unbearable sorrow ...
To run ... where the brave dare not go ...
To right ... the unrightable wrong ...
To love ... pure and chaste from afar ...
To try ... when your arms are too weary ...
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
This is my quest, to follow that star ...
No matter how hopeless, no matter how far ...
To fight for the right, without question or pause ...
To be willing to march into Hell, for a Heavenly cause ...
And I know if I'll only be true, to this glorious quest,
That my heart will lie will lie peaceful and calm,
when I'm laid to my rest ...
And the world will be better for this:
That one man, scorned and covered with scars,
Still strove, with his last ounce of courage,
To reach ... the unreachable star ...
| dew fought for sanity @ 12:02 AM|
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