Monday, October 8, 2012

43. Job 1:20-22

Job 1:20-22
Then Job arose, tore his robe, and shaved his head; and he fell to the ground and worshiped. And he said: "Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return there. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; Blessed be the name of the Lord."
In all this Job did not sin nor charge God with wrong.

Although Job mourned, he worshiped. Although he cried out in sorrow, he cried out praise.

Instead of complaints, Lord, I wish I was as grateful and, well, joyful in a sense, as Job. I roll easily through life's ups and downs, but I don't thank You or bless Your name through it all. I've also had my share of complaints. I'm not sure that I'm purposely ungrateful, but Lord, I want to thank You now for everything You've ever done for me, though I remember it or not. Above all I wish that worshiping You was the top on my list of priorities instead of whatever is, or appears to be.
God I know, at least most of me knows, that all things work out for good for those that love You and are called according to Your purpose. I pray that includes me, but mostly I pray that I can love You more and more, that my heart will forever long to do Your will and to serve You. Take my heart and make it Yours.

<---Job 1:17-19                                                                                                                Job 2:1-2--->

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