A woman and her grandmother, a very forgiving and religious soul, were sitting on their porch discussing a member of the family. "He's just no good," the young woman said. "He's completely untrustworthy, not to mention lazy."

"Yes, he's bad," the grandmother said as she rocked back and forth in her rocker, "but Jesus loves him."

"I'm not so sure of that," the younger woman persisted.

"Oh, yes," assured the elderly lady. "Jesus loves him." She rocked and thought for a few more minutes and then added, "Of course, Jesus doesn't know him like we do...."

That's the way Joseph's brothers felt about their youngest sibling. Joseph had a way of getting under their skin. It wasn't all Joseph's fault. His father, Jacob, favored him and gave him a coat of many colors. His ten brothers were furious…