Among all the
things that could be commented on in this chapter, this in particular struck
me: “Joseph and all that generation passed
away . . . Then a kind, to whom Joseph meant nothing, came to power.”
I think everybody
wants to be remembered. We want our
works to endure, and we want our descendants to carry on in our paths. I could give you chapter and verse on all sorts
of Bible passages that think that through.
I could also give you chapter and verse on all sorts of passages that reflect
on the basic hopelessness of that. The
book of Ecclesiastes is a particularly depressing place to turn, with its
refrain of ‘Meaningless!’ “You live, you
die, no one remembers,” is a decent summary of Solomon’s mood in that book.
What do you
do in the face of that? I mean, it can
lead to despair if you really think those things through. What’s the point of doing anything, if it’s
not going to have a lasting impact?
Wouldn’t it be better to just look out for number 1, take pleasure in
what you can, and let it go? (There was
an ancient school of philosophy that thought just that!)
Let me
briefly suggest three approaches. First,
integrity ought to be its own reward. We
do the right things because they are right.
If we do the right things because we hope for something in return—whether
its reward or remembrance—then our motivations are misaligned. Second, we can take comfort in the fact that
God remembers, even if no one else does.
(Isaiah 49:15, “Even if a mother might forget her child—unlikely as that
is—I will never forget you.) Third, we
can take comfort in the fact that God somehow incorporates our works into His
own plans. In Joseph’s case, if things
hadn’t gotten unpleasant for Israel, they might have stayed in Egypt, so ‘Pharaoh
forgetting Joseph’ moved God’s plan forward.
In the same way, the Lord takes our works up into His own plans, and,
even if we have no idea about their lasting impact, we can trust that He’ll
make something out of them.
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