This passage is saturated with pain, and yet we read a word that changes everything: meanwhile. What looks like a tragedy is, in reality, an incomplete picture. Meanwhile. It’s a word you will see in the last verse. A beautiful word. It means when you’re not looking or unaware, God is still working. At the same time as you are doing what you are doing, whether you are in success or struggling, when perhaps the centre stage is the whole stage, and you see no one else or nothing changing, remember this word: Meanwhile.
“When Reuben returned to the cistern and saw that Joseph was not there, he tore his clothes. 30 He went back to his brothers and said, “The boy isn’t there! Where can I turn now?” 31 Then they got Joseph’s robe, slaughtered a goat and dipped the robe in the blood. 32 They took the ornate robe back to their father and said, “We found this. Examine it to see whether it is your son’s robe.” 33 He recognised it and said, “It is my son’s robe! Some ferocious animal has devoured him. Joseph has surely been torn to pieces.” 34 Then Jacob tore his clothes, put on sackcloth and mourned for his son many days. 35 All his sons and daughters came to comfort him, but he refused to be comforted. “No,” he said, “I will continue to mourn until I join my son in the grave.” So his father wept for him. 36 Meanwhile, the Midianitessold Joseph in Egypt to Potiphar, one of Pharaoh’s officials, the captain of the guard.” (Genesis 37 v 29-36)
While the father is inconsolable, Joseph is still alive. He may not know what the future holds, but he is very much alive. The truth is there, but the pain of a report hides it.
I see three things this morning:
- We can do the same as Jacob. We react to what we think is reality, when it is often an incomplete story. We react to what is in front of us or what we assume isn’t. Yet behind the scenes, there may well be many things taking place that we simply do not know.
- We can be like the brothers. We can often overlook the weight of our actions. The brothers may have rid themselves of Joseph, but they could not escape the consequences of their deception, their father’s prolonged suffering, and the burden of a lie they must carry.
- We can lose perspective so easily. We can mistake appearance for truth, and how deeply that mistake can shape our emotions, our decisions, and our lives. Sometimes, what looks like an ending is only a chapter unfolding out of sight.
Jacob mourned for a son who was still alive. He was handed the blood-stained robe. It told one story, but God was writing another. You may be holding something today that tells you that something is over, but nothing could be further from the truth. Whatever your pit, whatever your bloodstained robe, whatever feels final and closed — remember the last word of this story isn’t grief. It isn’t betrayal. It isn’t even the grave. It’s meanwhile. And meanwhile, God is working.

