Friday, March 5, 2021

Job 7:11-16

Summary: Job turns his ire from his friends and into God. He says he won't hold back, though it seems God restrains him; he wants to rest, but terrible dreams wake him. He feels done with his life, and would prefer to simply die. 

Response: I know, super chipper. But we're not pulling punches here. This isn't the God of dry white toast. If He is God of everything, He can take anything anyone can throw at Him. At the same time, I probably can't toe that line as well as Job. How often do I look on my troubles and blame God? Lord, "may the bones you crushed rejoice."

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