Summary: Job compares his friends and their support to a river that dries up, that he should expect what is clearly not there. The empathy due him is withheld, he believes, because they fear God will judge them too.
Response: Am I this fairweather friend? I mean, yes, I know I am awful about keeping in touch, pandemic aside. But I hope I can work on being un-busy enough to make room and time and space for the needs of others.
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