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Beyond Measure

"Joseph stored up huge quantities of grain, like the sand of the sea; it was so much that he stopped keeping records because it was beyond measure." (Genesis 41:49)

"... it was SO MUCH that he stopped keeping records because it was beyond measure." (emphasis mine)

Joseph was a diligent man. It was no accident that Egypt had more than enough grain to survive the 7 years of famine.
God had blessed Joseph with many gifts and one of them, in my opinion, must have been the gift of administration.
Can you imagine being in charge of an entire country's food reserves? Not only that, but also being the person everyone is looking to, to make sure there is enough food for later! What a huge responsibility!
He must have been blessed with the gift of administration. I can not imagine someone without that gift being able to accomplish such an enormous task.

Now here's the part of that verse that really stuck out to me... He did his job so well that there came a point that there was no longer a need to even keep records because there was SO MUCH in reserve. Can you imagine that quarterly review with Pharaoh?

"Joseph, how are we doing with the grain reserves for the famine?"

"Actually, sir, we have so much in reserve that we can no longer accurately keep records of it all."

What a blessing!
God has given us each a unique set of skills, abilities and talents. Some of us know what they are early on in life. Others figure everything out over several years. No matter which category or combination of categories we fall into, eventually we hope to find ourselves working in our unique calling.
Do you work with excellence and joy? Do you do your best everyday? Do you grumble about the boss or the environment?
What if you worked so diligently with what you've been given, that you propelled your company, business, etc. to a place of "beyond measure"?!
I can't speak for everyone, but I would be pretty excited to file that report!

My prayer is that I work as diligently as I can with the talents and abilities I've been given so that I may receive the favor of God and see the rewards of beyond measure!

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