Measure a moment of silence

Where Eliphaz once had a bit of compassion...
all seems gone, as he now scolds Job
for his irreverence to God.

And Job is certain...
he would surely be a better friend than these.
If your soul were in my soul’s place.
I could heap up words against you,
And shake my head at you;
But I would strengthen you with my mouth,
And the comfort of my lips would relieve your grief.
Job 16:4-5

But it matters not, as it this no longer a test of God,
nor a punishment for wrong...
but simply that Job has determined himself to be
an enemy of the Lord.
He tears me in His wrath, and hates me;
He gnashes at me with His teeth;
My adversary sharpens His gaze on me.
Job 16:9

And Job sinks again, to talk of the grave.

It would seem...
though I have never been tested in any form of this depth,
that talking about it,
as reasoning to oneself,
or even with the wisest of men...
does not bring one to a conclusion of any good.

For Job only turns in circle,
after circle,
after circle,
of dispair.

And he all but grabs a shovel and digs the dirt...
his hope is lost, even without a mention of the after life,
of heaven, or hell, or a whisper of a prayer.

So what are we to learn?
Is reasoning, questioning, wondering and worrying...
helping Job in any way?

I cannot justify it.

Truly my soul silently waits for God;
From Him comes my salvation.
He only is my rock and my salvation;
He is my defense;
I shall not be greatly moved.
Psalm 62:1-2

Would that silence be a better measure of our time...
a better investment for our soul,
a deeper rest for our mind.

Word of God... train me, today...
when I am tempted by trial of any type,
to measure a moment of silence
before I weigh out a word of worry.

My soul, wait silently for God alone,
For my expectation is from Him.
He only is my rock and my salvation;
He is my defense;
I shall not be moved.
In God is my salvation and my glory;
The rock of my strength,
And my refuge, is in God.
Psalm 62:5-7