Job Was A Lucky Man

How many times have you ever thought about Job, the Biblical character known for the severity of the testing he went through in life, and thought to yourself what a very fortunate man he was? Probably none, right? We tend to think of Job and instantly begin feeling sorry for him - after all, he lost his children, his wife, his possessions, his job, and finally his health. By the time the devil was done with him, he literally had nothing left at all besides his faith in God.

There is another way to look at this story, from the perspective of God perhaps, and another way to think about this character Job. Prior to his testing, God proclaimed proudly to his arch-enemy, "Have you considered my servant Job? In all the earth there is no man as righteous as he". Which of us would not want God to speak about us this way? In all of the Old Testament, God only named three men to be righteous in his sight - Noah, Daniel, and Job.

The truth is that God loved Job very much, and believed in him. God allowed Job's testing in the full confidence that Job would lose everything without losing his faith. God had faith in Job. Satan, on the other hand, was confident that Job would only remain faithful if his circumstance was comfortable and blessed. God proved him wrong, and it was through Job's steadfast submission to the will of the Almighty that He did so.

Yes, Job felt sorry for himself. Yes, he said some foolish things about his trials and their meaning. Job did not understand it all, nor did he manage to make sense of it. He did not have the holy scriptures to which he could refer - he lived even before the time of Moses. However, in all of his lamenting he continued to cry out to God, knowing that God was the one and only hope for his restoration and recovery. He never turned away from God and attempted to take things into his own hands. His faith was unshaken. Job was wise, and he was a good man, and yes - he was very lucky. Oh, that the rest of us could know that God compliments us so! The next time you go through a trial, remember that God is counting on you, He believes in you, he considers you "one of the faithful."

Impact

Strange how the sea remains,
Between us yet connecting,
The reaches of its power
Lost to most of all
In secret words of language
Deep and quiet.

Solid it stands, forgotten,
Unaware of careless neglect,
Appreciated too rarely
In terms of impact
It rages on to the shore,
Dying to be heard.

A Fitting Poem

Puzzled words,
They fit together,
Creating a picture
Of what's on the mind -
Colored with hues
From the sea of emotion
In recognized shapes
That are hard to define.

Puzzled words
Don't fit together
To make a clear picture
Of how to escape
Darkened tones
From the sea of emotion
Threatening seams
Where the pieces relate.

Puzzled words
Reach out to the reader
To impart some form
In attempt to create
By putting together
These thoughts and emotions
A black and white effort
To communicate.