Genesis Narratives Are Like Reality TV: Crazytown.
In the meantime, Caleb's 3-year-old-sense-of-justice means he is a tattle tale. Every park visit results in finger pointing and grand declarations of how other children on the playground have not followed the rules. Caleb, honey, we get it. People are messed up. Save it for the IJM baby, mkay?
Reminds me of Father Joseph who was a tattle tale as a teenager...
Genesis 37:1-10 Jacob lived in the land where his father had stayed, the land of Canaan. These are the family records of Jacob. At 17 years of age, Joseph tended sheep with his brothers. The young man was working with the sons of Bilhah and Zilpah, his father’s wives, and he brought a bad report about them to their father.
See? Tattle-tale-Joseph. He would have been hard to like. And even more so because...
Genesis 37:3 Now Israel loved Joseph more than his other sons because Joseph was a son born to him in his old age, and he made a robe of many colors for him. When his brothers saw that their father loved him more than all his brothers, they hated him and could not bring themselves to speak peaceably to him.
I’m a rookie parent but this sounds crazytown. Seems to me that favoring one of your children is one thing, but recklessly advertising your favoritism is quite another. Why on earth did Jacob give Joseph that stinking coat?? Why Jacob??? Why????
Tattle tale/Daddy's favorite Joseph doesn't do himself any favors...
Genesis 37:5 Then Joseph had a dream. When he told it to his brothers, they hated him even more. He said to them, “Listen to this dream I had: There we were, binding sheaves of grain in the field. Suddenly my sheaf stood up, and your sheaves gathered around it and bowed down to my sheaf.” “Are you really going to reign over us?” his brothers asked him. “Are you really going to rule us?” So they hated him even more because of his dream and what he had said.
Smug is ugly and over-sharers lack self-awareness...
Genesis 37:9 Then he had another dream and told it to his brothers. “Look,” he said, “I had another dream, and this time the sun, moon, and stars were bowing down to me.” He told his father and brothers, but his father rebuked him. “What kind of dream is this that you have had?” he said. “Are your mother and brothers and I going to come and bow down to the ground before you?” His brothers were jealous of him, but his father kept the matter in mind.
Joseph should have hidden that stinking coat and kept his smug mouth shut about his dreams. At the hands of his brothers, Joseph becomes a victim of Human Trafficking, every parent's worst nightmare. It's like an episode of Real Housewives meets Taken.
As Joseph's story develops, we see he goes from having dreams to interpreting them. From bragging about his own dreams to giving God credit for favorable outcomes. We see that Joseph’s painful circumstances seem to have tempered his pride and foolishness.
And we see that God is with Joseph. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I'll save that for next week.