I got to thinking about something yesterday, and it carried over a little to today’s passage, so I’m going to try and explain it, but I’m not sure I can. I was thinking about how Job, in many of his speeches, asks for a mediator – a person who can speak to God for him. And in those descriptions we can see Jesus, or at least I can see Jesus. I hope you can, too. But I also can see Jesus somewhere else, and that is in Job himself. Job is a model of the very person he longs to speak to. He has been blessed (though we know Jesus wasn’t wealthy like Job, he led a relatively “free” life … until he didn’t. I hope you get what I’m saying.), but then he suffered … greatly. And verse 18 really hit it home for me today: “I thought, ‘Surely I will die surrounded by my family after a long, good life.’”
Job is expecting to die, and why wouldn’t he? But that line … “Surely I will die surrounded by my family after a long, good life.” There’s Jesus. There he is. Do you see him? Do you feel his gut-wrenching pain of doing all this good on Earth and then hanging there, alone, shamed, cursed, mostly naked, just left to die. Ohhhh, Job. There is so much more to come, and we thank you for painting a picture of the very man who will save us from the suffering you are enduring in his name.
Writing prompt: on death and dying
I don’t like to talk about death. It is a huge anxiety trigger for me, especially to think of my own death or the death of my children. I just almost can’t. But it’s necessary, isn’t it? I mean, I guess it is. We don’t HAVE to think about death, but we do. It just happens. If you can, write about how you feel about death and dying today. If you cannot, that’s absolutely fine. Take a free day and write about whatever is on your heart.