Hello. I’m just thinking:
If Job lived in the 21st century, his life might be like this:
He would lose his job. All his kids would die in a car crash on his first son’s thirtieth birthday. And while still grieving, he would discover he had cancer. Then his wife would file for divorce.
But he would keep his faith in God. Peaceful within, hopeful without. And of course, he would not stop attending church – he would keep teaching Sunday school and counselling young people.
Nah! Not me.
I readily stab my daily devotion on exam week. A little headache keeps me away from church on Sunday. A bad day at work makes me cranky the rest of the day.
Yet, I claim to have the same (and I’ve dared to say greater!) faith in God as those of old.
Seriously! Who am I kidding?
Maybe I have something, but it’s surely not faith.
But you know – I’m just thinking,