"Indeed these are the mere edges of His ways, and how small a whisper we hear of Him! But the thunder of His power who can understand?" (Job 26:14)
I read our text the other day and was impacted by the "depth" of Job's wonder before His God. No wonder the Lord God commended Job for his words. It is clear to me that Job had a, "lost in wonder, love, and praise," for the Living Triune God in him which the other four did not, or could I say five? i.e., the wife who told him to just, "curse God," and get it over with. Yet in our text we catch a glimpse of what was in Job's heart, what kept him going in the midst of unimaginable suffering.
Job had been lamenting the pitiful attempt of his "friends" to comfort him, whose "comfort" soon led ultimately to condemnation; it was the proverbial one-upmanship. But Job did a wise thing. He took his eyes off his counselors, off himself and, as all Old Covenant Believers, continued to run his race, "looking unto Jesus." Once his eyes were again on Jesus, he could do nothing but declare the greatness of His God, "The realm of the dead is naked before God; Destruction lies uncovered. He spreads out the northern skies over empty space; He suspends the earth over nothing. He wraps up the waters in His clouds....He covers the face of the full moon, spreading His clouds over it....The pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at His rebuke. By His power He churned up the sea....By His breath the skies became fair....Yet these are but [a small part of His doings] the outskirts of His ways or the mere fringes of His force, the faintest whisper of His voice! Who dares contemplate or who can understand the thunders of His full, magnificent power?"
You may be suffering today. You may be lonely; you may have an intense illness racking your body; you may be, as the song writer said, "grieving over joys departed." I call you to consider the, "God-Breathed," the imparted love and power of Jesus, "The Word of God," in Job, the Word which "lifted" Job into a realm of victorious worship. What may await us, "in that Day," I cannot begin to image. What I can do, however, and what I invite you to do is what I read in my "favorite" Psalm this morning, "On the glorious splendor of Your majesty and on Your wondrous works I will meditate," that is, even if what I can "grasp" is only, "the outskirts of His ways or the mere fringes of His force, the faintest whisper of His voice!"
Father, in Jesus' Name, how I do enjoy, "the faintest whisper of His voice!" Amen.
I read our text the other day and was impacted by the "depth" of Job's wonder before His God. No wonder the Lord God commended Job for his words. It is clear to me that Job had a, "lost in wonder, love, and praise," for the Living Triune God in him which the other four did not, or could I say five? i.e., the wife who told him to just, "curse God," and get it over with. Yet in our text we catch a glimpse of what was in Job's heart, what kept him going in the midst of unimaginable suffering.
Job had been lamenting the pitiful attempt of his "friends" to comfort him, whose "comfort" soon led ultimately to condemnation; it was the proverbial one-upmanship. But Job did a wise thing. He took his eyes off his counselors, off himself and, as all Old Covenant Believers, continued to run his race, "looking unto Jesus." Once his eyes were again on Jesus, he could do nothing but declare the greatness of His God, "The realm of the dead is naked before God; Destruction lies uncovered. He spreads out the northern skies over empty space; He suspends the earth over nothing. He wraps up the waters in His clouds....He covers the face of the full moon, spreading His clouds over it....The pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at His rebuke. By His power He churned up the sea....By His breath the skies became fair....Yet these are but [a small part of His doings] the outskirts of His ways or the mere fringes of His force, the faintest whisper of His voice! Who dares contemplate or who can understand the thunders of His full, magnificent power?"
You may be suffering today. You may be lonely; you may have an intense illness racking your body; you may be, as the song writer said, "grieving over joys departed." I call you to consider the, "God-Breathed," the imparted love and power of Jesus, "The Word of God," in Job, the Word which "lifted" Job into a realm of victorious worship. What may await us, "in that Day," I cannot begin to image. What I can do, however, and what I invite you to do is what I read in my "favorite" Psalm this morning, "On the glorious splendor of Your majesty and on Your wondrous works I will meditate," that is, even if what I can "grasp" is only, "the outskirts of His ways or the mere fringes of His force, the faintest whisper of His voice!"
Father, in Jesus' Name, how I do enjoy, "the faintest whisper of His voice!" Amen.
When Peter, an 18 year old Norwegian, "heard the call to evangelize China, on that day he not only emptied his wallet into the collection plate, but included a small note with the words, 'and my life.'"
"Looking unto Jesus"
Hebrews 12:2
"Looking unto Jesus"
Hebrews 12:2
