The story of Job is very fascinating. He was exceptionally rich and pious. Even God in heaven praised him as a blameless and upright person (Job 1:8). Everyday, he offered sacrifices lest his sons had committed any sins unwittingly. His virtue was the control over his tongue. No curse had ever come out from his lips.
The stage was set for Satan to challenge God. Satan obtained permission from God to torture Job to find out if he was genuinely blameless and upright. It was a cosmic contest between God and Satan. Man was caught in the middle as God's pawn. Of course, God won in the end and He doubled Job's fortunes for his patience in enduring sufferings. In this story, a few immortal lines come down to us as follow.
Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return; the LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away; blessed be the name of the LORD (Job 1:42).
Shall we receive good at the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil? (Job 2:10)
The book of Job expands on the story by including 39 chapters of dialogue between Job and his three friends who came to comfort him for his sufferings. The dialogue turns into a debate between the traditional ethical view in which the good was rewarded and the wicked punished, and the view that good people also suffer for no apparent reasons. Life is not fair.
Job opened the dialogue with his curse of the day of his birth. Job would not curse God. He cursed himself instead as an appeal to God. In his curse, he expresses his wish to die. Death is more preferable than sufferings.
For then I should have lain down and been quiet; I should have slept; then I should have been at rest,
with kings and counselors of the earth who rebuilt ruins for themselves,
or with princes who had gold, who filled their houses with silver (Job 3:13-15).
Did Job really want to die? No. His curse was not a suicide note. Rather, he begged God to deliver him from sufferings. He still retained a hope to rebuild from ruins and to regain gold and silver to fill his houses. But it was easier said than done.
There (death) the wicked cease from troubling, and there the weary are at rest.
There the prisoners are at ease together; they hear not the voice of the taskmaster.
The small and the great are there, and the slave is free from his master (Job 3:17-19).
Life is truly heavy when our health deteriorates; when we are enslaved to work without rest the daily chore from which we cannot run away. Death promises rest, promises freedom. How intoxicating death is!
Job's curse speaks for us who are caught in the necessary evils in our daily life. There are far too many things we hate to do, yet we have to do. There are far too many unpleasant people we have to live with. There are many more frustrations and failures we have to endure. However hard we try, consolation is denied. Life becomes a burden and an uphill battle.
Dear Lord, necessity is always unpleasant. Help us make virtue of necessity. Help us make our lemons into lemonade. I pray for many of my friends whose crosses are sometimes too heavy to bear. Help us all to bear it patiently and bear it well. Amen.
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