After they had washed their feet and quenched their thirst, the brothers were led into a large dining hall, more lavish than the meeting hall.
Reuben took from his bag all the gifts Israel told the brothers to present to the lord, Zaphenath.
When Zaphenath entered with his guards and servants, the brothers bowed low to the ground and presented their gifts of gum, resin, nuts, balm, and honey. A servant gathered up the commodities on an oblong tray and left with the platter stacked high.
“We accept your gifts. Sit, sit,” Zaphenath said through his interpreter. He leaned forward with a hand on his knee. “How’s your father? Is he well?”
The brothers sat at the table, taken aback by the lord’s courtesy and his concern over their father’s well-being.
“Your servant Israel is alive and well, my lord,” Reuben answered.
Zaphenath walked over to Benjamin and looked into his eyes.
“You must be the youngest son of Israel,” he said, quirking an eyebrow and smiling. “God’s grace be upon you, son.”
Zaphenath turned away abruptly and left the hall. As he exited, tears gushed from his eyes. Great affection welled within him as he cried in a private chamber for several minutes.
Then he washed his face, composed himself, and re-entered the hall. “Serve us our meal!” he ordered. Servants from every corner of the room who had been standing in wait for the master’s orders served the brothers a feast fit for kings. At a separate table, the Egyptian household ate, and Zaphenath sat alone.
After everyone had their fill, the brothers were assigned seats before the great lord, in order by birthright. Reuben sat to Zaphenath’s left, and Benjamin took the position at his right hand. The brothers were astonished by this and looked at one another as if to ask, “How did he know?”
The servants brought in decadent cakes and set them before the guests, but Benjamin’s portion was five times larger than any of his brothers.
Wine flowed liberally into the afternoon.
Inspiration: Genesis 43