And now, finally, God answered Job from the eye of a violent storm. (38:1)
The storms of life. We all have to walk through them. It is our choice to walk through them with Him or by our self. And sometimes, we feel we are following Him and He leaves us in the midst of one. Or perhaps we are running after Him and a storm comes out of nowhere, surrounding us, and we tremble in fear. Or anger. Believing the lie that He has forsaken us and left us to endure the storm alone. Or that we have to endure a storm at all.
Then we make the choice to wallow in the mud puddles left behind. The mud puddles of "self pity". Or we begin to run on our own course, thinking we'll escape the storm - our way - and land in quicksand. And then we find ourselves sinking. And sometimes we do nothing - except give up. We lose faith that He is bigger than the storm and we make the choice to just sit. Pretending that we will wait it out, when really we are becoming full of self pride, stubbornness - and hatred seeps in. Or we lose our trust in Him and stand frozen in time - not able to move at all.
“Why do you confuse the issue?
Why do you talk without knowing what you’re talking about?
Pull yourself together, Job!
Up on your feet! Stand tall! (38:2-3)
He tells us that there will be trials and tribulations. That life isn't fair and we will have storms to walk through. We begin to put our spin on things, taking His ways and trying to make them our own. We come along and "confuse the issue". We make the storms - all about us. When really just like in Job - it's about the spiritual warfare. We forget that He is in control of all and has prepared us for battle of storms. We need to "pull ourselves together, get up on our feet and stand tall". In Him. Our Commander in Chief.
The darkness of a storm slowly coming across the sky, blocking out the sun. So like the darkness of evil as it slowly creeps over the people. With the art of deceit, and grace of seductiveness, false beauty of manipulation, it wraps its fingers around the souls of those who are being flung about in the winds of the storm. Tolerance is its rain, media is the winds that blow throughout the land - causing damage to all in its path.
And at times, we forget.
That He is bigger than any storm.
As the sun brings everything to light,
brings out all the colors and shapes,
The cover of darkness is snatched from the wicked—
they’re caught in the very act! (38:14-15)
He is the Son of God. The one who overcame death, who gave His all for my sins. He brings everything to light. Everything. Bringing out the colors and shapes that have been covered in sin. He cleanses everyone who is in Him. He brings to light those who are wicked. No where can they hide. Their guilt is there for all to see - The Son has conquered the storms.
How thankful I am that He reminds me over and over again.
He is bigger than any storm.
“I’m speechless, in awe—words fail me.
I should never have opened my mouth!
I’ve talked too much, way too much.
I’m ready to shut up and listen.” (40:4-5)
To follow His way through the storms.
Then we make the choice to wallow in the mud puddles left behind. The mud puddles of "self pity". Or we begin to run on our own course, thinking we'll escape the storm - our way - and land in quicksand. And then we find ourselves sinking. And sometimes we do nothing - except give up. We lose faith that He is bigger than the storm and we make the choice to just sit. Pretending that we will wait it out, when really we are becoming full of self pride, stubbornness - and hatred seeps in. Or we lose our trust in Him and stand frozen in time - not able to move at all.
“Why do you confuse the issue?
Why do you talk without knowing what you’re talking about?
Pull yourself together, Job!
Up on your feet! Stand tall! (38:2-3)
He tells us that there will be trials and tribulations. That life isn't fair and we will have storms to walk through. We begin to put our spin on things, taking His ways and trying to make them our own. We come along and "confuse the issue". We make the storms - all about us. When really just like in Job - it's about the spiritual warfare. We forget that He is in control of all and has prepared us for battle of storms. We need to "pull ourselves together, get up on our feet and stand tall". In Him. Our Commander in Chief.
The darkness of a storm slowly coming across the sky, blocking out the sun. So like the darkness of evil as it slowly creeps over the people. With the art of deceit, and grace of seductiveness, false beauty of manipulation, it wraps its fingers around the souls of those who are being flung about in the winds of the storm. Tolerance is its rain, media is the winds that blow throughout the land - causing damage to all in its path.
And at times, we forget.
That He is bigger than any storm.
As the sun brings everything to light,
brings out all the colors and shapes,
The cover of darkness is snatched from the wicked—
they’re caught in the very act! (38:14-15)
He is the Son of God. The one who overcame death, who gave His all for my sins. He brings everything to light. Everything. Bringing out the colors and shapes that have been covered in sin. He cleanses everyone who is in Him. He brings to light those who are wicked. No where can they hide. Their guilt is there for all to see - The Son has conquered the storms.
How thankful I am that He reminds me over and over again.
He is bigger than any storm.
“I’m speechless, in awe—words fail me.
I should never have opened my mouth!
I’ve talked too much, way too much.
I’m ready to shut up and listen.” (40:4-5)
To follow His way through the storms.
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