Thursday, January 7, 2010
3 Then the Lord asked Satan, “Have you noticed my servant Job? He is the finest man in all the earth. He is blameless—a man of complete integrity. He fears God and stays away from evil. And he has maintained his integrity, even though you urged me to harm him without cause.”
4 Satan replied to the Lord, “Skin for skin! A man will give up everything he has to save his life. 5 But reach out and take away his health, and he will surely curse you to your face!”
6 “All right, do with him as you please,” the Lord said to Satan. “But spare his life.” 7 So Satan left the Lord’s presence, and he struck Job with terrible boils from head to foot.
8 Job scraped his skin with a piece of broken pottery as he sat among the ashes. 9 His wife said to him, “Are you still trying to maintain your integrity? Curse God and die.”
10 But Job replied, “You talk like a foolish woman. Should we accept only good things from the hand of God and never anything bad?” So in all this, Job said nothing wrong."
What jumps out at me in this story is the opposite reactions to the same circumstances. Whether the death of a child, the loss of a business, the end of a dream...
Job's wife had been the beneficiary of a very nice life style. Prestige. Servants. Great family. Now suddenly, all that was gone.
Everything seemed to have no meaning, now. Where was God? I think Job's wife was American through and through. You know, "Bigger and better, bigger and better until we die"
That just got shattered. Now her husband, upon whom she relied for encouragement, was moaning and groaning. Writhing in agony.
She's saying, "what kind of a God would allow this?"
"If this is what God is like? - No thank you..."
Her reaction to this life meltdown has characterized her down through the millenia.
"CURSE GOD - AND DIE!"
The bitter life is an all consuming life. It sucks the lifeblood from you. The more you go over and over the wrongs done to you, the ills that have befallen you, the worse it gets.
Curse God - and DIE!