Now, I should be upfront and say that I'm new to this website, so I can't attest to it Scriptural validity and whatnot (you've gotta be careful about that stuff, ya know), but so far so good, I think.
The first post is by a writer named John Crist (who I will be googling shortly), and it really hit home with me.
I'm a woe-is-me kind of girl. If I've got three tests in one week, it's a crisis. If my roots are showing, a meltdown. I've compared myself to dear old Job more than once in the past 365 days, and I honestly thought I had a right. It's funny how hindsight's 20-20.
This is what Crist said in part of his blog:
Let’s get one thing clear. Job lost all his family, his house, his livestock, his wealth and his own health. My girlfriend of two weeks dumped me. Those are not comparable situations.
As Christians, Job has become so commonplace to us. If my waitress forgets to refill my glass of tea, I'm tearing sack cloth. If Granny is stopping up traffic by driving in the fast lane, I'm cursing the day I was born... or more likely the day she was born, but you get the point.
In his post, Crist makes an illustration of Job helping Jesus sort through prayer request. I can just imagine his smirk, his eye rolling when he sees my request to pass my Individual Appraisal class or my fervent plea that I will suddenly lose all desire for sugar. When you really think about it, at our lowest point, regardless of the circumstances, there should be an uncontainable joy that we're not in a comparable circumstance as Job rather than being so trigger happy to think, "That Job... he really gets me." Job does not get you. Job is laughing at you. Job wants to punch you for thinking you two could compare notes on misery. Okay, if I were Job, that's how I would feel... In retrospect, Job's probably a really nice guy and not as prone to sarcasm as I am.
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