If I were in Joseph’s sandals, would I give myself wholeheartedly, enthusiastically, and energetically to serving an Egyptian taskmaster, or would I say, “Lord, You’ve given me dreams and talents and abilities, but they’re all being wasted because I’m just a slave”? One of the many things that impresses me about Joseph is that he didn’t focus on what he lacked, but instead threw himself into the task at hand.

One Arizona dad, watching the tears on the faces of the boys who were too slow, too small, and too clumsy to get on the roster of one of the five north Phoenix Little League teams, asked if he could form a sixth team from the kids who were cut.

“Sure,” said the officials, “if you’ll coach them and pay for their uniforms.”

So the dad did, naming his team the Phoenix Diamondbacks.

Last Friday, the Phoenix Diamondbacks won their last game by a score of 19–0.

It was the League Championship game.

Some say, “I could have really been used if I had made the team,” or “I’ll really be used as soon as my situation changes.” Others, however, join Joseph in saying, “So what if I’m a slave? It’s a great opportunity to work hard for the glory of God and see what He’ll do.”