Job's sufferings, like some of our own, are never explained, yet his story and ours is infused with the promise of good news.
I invite you to experience the
"substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen."
"Have pity on me, have pity on me,
O you my friends,for the hand of God has touched me!
Why do you, like God, pursue me?
Why are you not satisfied with my flesh?
"Oh that my words were written!Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
Oh that with an iron pen and leadthey were graven in the rock for ever!
For I know that my Redeemer lives,and at last he will stand upon the earth;
and after my skin has been thus destroyed,
then from my flesh I shall see God,
whom I shall see on my side,
and my eyes shall behold, and not another.
My heart faints within me!"
Job 19:21-27
Warmest RegardsLen Hindle
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