Just the
other morning when I awoke and was reading my daily devotion, I stumbled upon a
well-known story in the bible...it was the story of Joseph. (One of my all-time
favourites). Surprisingly, the verse that I read seemed oh so familiar - except
a tiny little detail that caught my attention and thus lead me to ponder on
something that I've been struggling with lately, and nope, this isn't one of my
'post-graduation syndromes' as I like to diagnose it. (Or perhaps it is) but
that's not the point. It's about the gift of remembering and Genesis 40
captures the moment Joseph (who ironically is the captain guard in the prison
he is kept in) interprets two prisoners dreams and Joseph asks a simple yet,
significant favour afterwards,
14 But remember me when it is well with you, and please show kindness to
me; make mention of me to Pharaoh, and get me out of this house.