Joseph (the Genesis one) was a simpering nelly queen who didn’t please his more masculine brothers.

Imagine his delight and surprise when he dad gave him a beautiful gown of so many bright colors.

The only other place in scripture where the word for this kind of gown is used is when its a princess dress.

So as a trans person I imagine his doting but supportive dad buying him his first pretty dress.

He danced and spun around, and delighted in his new dress.

He wore it everywhere, probably afraid that the fantasy would end if he took it off.

It speaks to my own trans story.

I once got a pair of heels that I wore every day, my feet be damned, because they brought me such joy.

I know the trolls will come for me and call it blasphemy, but I love seeing my own queer story reflected in the Bible.