It has been said countless times.
“I just feel like a modern day Job.”
In prayer groups, Facebook statuses, and offering basket prayer cards across our country people have likened the trials they face to that of Job.
Somehow the job loss, medical diagnosis, or relational problems they encounter remind them of the story and they immediately think that their struggles equal those of his.
The thing is, I don’t think people really remember how much he actually went through.
He not only lost his job, his whole business went up in flames, including his employees. (okay, some were just killed, but that sentence was really cool)
Then all 10 of his children were killed in a horrific sub-par architectural accident.
Then the man was covered in boils and sores.
Then (yes, I’m re-using this word a lot) his wife and friends became less than encouraging.
If I was going to compare anyone to Job, it would be this woman.
For those too lazy to click the link, let me explain.
A mother in the Philippines lost her young sons in the tidal surge of the recent Typhoon Haiyan. She has no idea where they are or whether they are alive or not.
Not to mention the shear devastation that surrounds everyone living in the Philippines. If this woman had a job, it is most likely gone. Her home is most likely flattened, and her health is bound to start taking a downward spiral due to the serious risk of illness that surrounds the country with its lack of access to water, food and medical help.
Now she, is like Job.
The book of Job, while it was included there for all of us, is really meant for this woman.
I’m not going to start in on the, “why does God allow such tragedy?” question. Because I think that whether you are a believer in end times weather or climate change super storms you can see how things like this will only get worse over time, and God while He has the ability to rescue us from every threat around us instead chooses to be with us through each storm in our lives.
What I want to focus on instead is how quickly we start complaining. We encounter small, or even large struggles on a daily basis and we tend to immediately start wondering why this is happening to us. Rather than focusing on getting through the situation or learning from the situation we turn our focus inward and start internally mumbling, “it’s not fair” as if we are spiritual 5 year olds.
I know for myself, I don’t want to be that person.
I had this thought while talking to someone last week. Somewhere in the midst of bemoaning the deteriorating condition of my body I was gently reminded that yes, God could totally give me a new body, however this body was not made to last forever. It’s purpose is to deteriorate, meaning; it’s actually doing it’s job.
Why should I complain that my body is doing it’s job? So what, I don’t approve of God’s intention for my physical body? Do I think I have a better plan for how this carnal would should work?
Have you heard of James Watkins? He wrote the hymn “It is well with my soul.”
Now, you can totally say that phrase when things are all peachy keen, but what about during struggles? Is everything well with your soul then? Really?
Here was a man who lost all of his financial investments in the great Chicago fire.
Then his wife and children were in a ship wreck and his 4 children died.
Then the next child he had died of scarlet fever at age 4.
Now, if that guy can go through all those things and come out on the other end singing those amazing lyrics;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Well, I just hope that I can be like him.
What About You?
Have you ever compared yourself to Job only to realize that your struggles are not worthy of complaint?
Have a great week!