Job complains his way through chapter 7. Let’s take the time to compare his attitude to our own.
Job says… “Human life is a struggle, a life sentence to hard labor. A longing for quitting time and payday. My life meanders and goes nowhere—full of aimlessness and nights of misery!
I go to bed and think, ‘How long till I can get up?’ I toss and turn all night. My body is a wreck. I’m fed up! “And so, I’m not keeping one bit of this quiet, my complaining to high heaven is bitter, but honest. Will you muzzle me, God?
If I say, a little nap will lift my spirits,’ I am scared by nightmares. I’d rather strangle in the sheets than face this kind of life any longer. I hate this life! Who needs any more of this? Let me alone! There’s nothing to my life.
God, let up on me, will you? Don’t you have better things to do than pick on me? Why don’t you just forgive my sins and start me off with a clean slate? The way things are going, I’ll soon be dead.
(From Job 7, MSG)
Yes, we’ve all had days like this. But Job’s friend replied this way.
“How can you keep on talking like this? You’re talking nonsense, and noisy nonsense at that. Does God mess up? Does God Almighty ever get things backward?
Which one are you today? The complainer or the wise friend?
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