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Joseph Week 6: Beyond My Power
He knows what the dream means. The answer is simple — almost insultingly simple. And that is exactly the problem. Simple answers do not earn fine linen. A retelling of Joseph before Pharaoh, and the moment he chooses to speak from the stripped place rather than perform from the robes.
Joseph Week 5: Sleep With Me
Nobody tells you that saying no doesn't make the wanting stop. Joseph is in prison — stripped again, carrying grain in the dark — and his body still remembers the heat of her skin. This is not a story about a man who felt nothing. It's a story about a man who felt everything and still turned toward the door. Because his no was never an absence. It was always a yes, spoken too early to be understood.
Joseph Week 4: My son’s cloak
They took his coat. Then his position. Then his freedom. Then even the memory of his gift — forgotten by the one man he'd helped. What Joseph carries in prison has no outside. No visible sign. No one to confirm it. Only a knowing he believes came from God.
Joseph Week 3: What kind of dream is that?
Joseph said what he dreamed. The room changed. He is still not sure what he did wrong. Seven scenes from the aftermath — his father, his brothers, the woman who kept going back to the road. Open the one that calls you first.
Joseph Week 2: I am ready
We are remarkably confident in what we see. This week we enter Joseph's story through his inner vision — seven moments, no timeline, no chronology. An invitation to let the eyes be humbled by what the heart already knows.
Joseph Week 1: Here Comes the Dreamer
Joseph is in a cell he did not deserve, walking back from two men whose dreams he has just read with unsettling accuracy. He can interpret the dreams of strangers. His own life he cannot read at all. This is where we begin.
Echoes of Yourself
Every one of us carries a gift that has gotten us into trouble. This Easter, journey with Joseph from confusion to recognition — seven weeks, seven senses, from the cistern to Pentecost. Not a promise you won't fall again. A practice of knowing your own voice from its echoes.
