Some stories in Scripture are not just stories. The story of Joseph, where he is thrown into a pit, sold into slavery, and forgotten in a dungeon, is a prophetic story of what was to come. On this Easter Sunday, we celebrate the One who would go into a deeper pit yet rise in a way that changed everything.
“When two full years had passed, Pharaoh had a dream: He was standing by the Nile, 2 when out of the river there came up seven cows, sleek and fat, and they grazed among the reeds. 3 After them, seven other cows, ugly and gaunt, came up out of the Nile and stood beside those on the riverbank. 4 And the cows that were ugly and gaunt ate up the seven sleek, fat cows. Then Pharaoh woke up. 5 He fell asleep again and had a second dream: Seven heads of grain, healthy and good, were growing on a single stalk. 6 After them, seven other heads of grain sprouted—thin and scorched by the east wind. 7 The thin heads of grain swallowed up the seven healthy, full heads. Then Pharaoh woke up; it had been a dream. 8 In the morning his mind was troubled, so he sent for all the magicians and wise men of Egypt. Pharaoh told them his dreams, but no one could interpret them for him. 9 Then the chief cupbearer said to Pharaoh, “Today I am reminded of my shortcomings. 10 Pharaoh was once angry with his servants, and he imprisoned me and the chief baker in the house of the captain of the guard. 11 Each of us had a dream the same night, and each dream had a meaning of its own. 12 Now a young Hebrew was there with us, a servant of the captain of the guard. We told him our dreams, and he interpreted them for us, giving each man the interpretation of his dream. 13 And things turned out exactly as he interpreted them to us: I was restored to my position, and the other man was impaled.” 14 So Pharaoh sent for Joseph, and he was quickly brought from the dungeon. When he had shaved and changed his clothes, he came before Pharaoh. 15 Pharaoh said to Joseph, “I had a dream, and no one can interpret it. But I have heard it said of you that when you hear a dream you can interpret it.” 16 “I cannot do it,” Joseph replied to Pharaoh, “but God will give Pharaoh the answer he desires.” (Genesis 41:1-16)
Suddenly, after two years of silence, everything changed literally in a morning.
The prison and the length of time meant Joseph didn’t look too good! He shaves, changes his clothes, and stands before the most powerful man in the world. The prisoner becomes the interpreter. The forgotten one becomes the voice of God in the throne room of Egypt.
This is the Easter story: the pit cannot hold him. The darkness cannot keep him. What looked like the end of the story was in fact only the beginning.
They come expecting to anoint a body if someone could roll the stone away. But when they arrive, the stone is already gone. And a figure in white says: He is not here. He has risen.
Joseph is not claiming credit for his own survival. He is pointing beyond himself. The power that sustained him through the years of darkness is not his own, “but God will give Pharaoh the answer he desires.”
Before Joseph stands before Pharaoh, he changes his clothes. He cannot appear in prison garments before the throne. Paul will one day use exactly this language to describe what baptism and resurrection mean: “you have put off the old self… and have put on the new self” (Col 3:9–10).
The resurrection is not merely resuscitation. It is the same body woken up, the same life resumed. The risen Christ still bears the wounds. But the grave clothes are not around him; they are left behind, neatly folded in the tomb.
Joseph’s pit is empty. The tomb is empty. The stone is rolled away. Not gradually — not as the result of long negotiations or improved circumstances — but in a single, sovereign act that no amount of Roman sealing could prevent. He is not here. He is risen. And the one who went down into the pit has come up from it as the Lord of all that is.
The pit could not hold Joseph. The tomb could not hold Christ. And the power that raised Jesus from the dead is the same power at work in lives today. This is the Easter promise. Not just that something happened two thousand years ago in a garden outside Jerusalem, but that the God who rolls away stones is still rolling them. He is risen. And because he is risen, there is nothing, a pit or a sealed tomb that gets the final word.
Alleluia. Christ is risen.

