The famine didn’t loosen its grip. It tightened. The grain Joseph sent home ran out, and Jacob’s house was hungry again. But Jacob refused to send Benjamin. That was Rachel’s last son. The only piece of her he had left. Losing Joseph nearly broke him. Losing Benjamin would bury him. But desperation doesn’t negotiate. The land was dying. Their families were starving. And Egypt was the only place with food. Judah stepped forward with a promise heavy enough to shake the room. “Send the boy with me. If he doesn’t come back, let the blame fall on me forever.” Jacob looked at his sons with the kind of pain only a parent understands. Then he finally whispered, “Take him… and may God go with you.” When Joseph saw Benjamin walk into the palace, the world changed color. The brothers bowed again, but Joseph’s eyes went straight to the one face he had dreamed about for years. Benjamin. His full brother. The child who never betrayed him. The one he loved without question. Joseph almost broke right there. He ran out of the room and cried so hard the attendants heard it through the walls. He washed his face, stepped back out, and ordered a feast. He seated them by age, a detail so strange it made the brothers whisper. He served Benjamin five times more food than the others. Not for favoritism… but to see how they responded to the kind of blessing they once hated in Joseph. This was not revenge. This was evaluation. Joseph needed to know if their hearts had healed or if jealousy still lived under their ribs. Sometimes God will bring old relationships back around not for pain but for proof. Not to reopen the wound but to show you it doesn’t bleed anymore. Joseph didn’t reveal himself yet. The story wasn’t finished. The test wasn’t over. But the love he had for Benjamin never faded… it only waited. #StreetPsalmsAndFamilyTrees #LataraSpeaksTruth #FaithAndCulture #GenesisSeries