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
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