May
the mumbling commence!
When
you were ailing, have you ever received unwanted medical advice from people
untrained in any sort of practicing medicine?
I know I have. If you haven’t,
all you have to do is have a back problem.
When I had my back problems last fall, there were many people giving me
free unsolicited advice. I truly believe
all of them meant well. They were all
friends or brothers and sisters in Christ (or both).
But, sometimes, when we are ailing, we would
like to hear from the Great Physician himself.
This need to hear from God is exactly where Job was at when his friends
were talking to him. Read the driving
force of the advice that Zophar gave Job at the end of chapter eleven:
Yet if you devote
your heart to him
and stretch out your
hands to him,
if you put away the sin that is
in your hand
and allow no evil to
dwell in your tent,
then you will lift up
your face without shame;
you
will stand firm and without fear.
You will surely forget
your trouble,
recalling
it only as waters gone by.
Life will be brighter
than noonday,
and
darkness will become like morning.
You will be
secure, because there is hope;
you
will look about you and take your rest in safety.
You will lie down,
with no one to make you afraid,
and
many will court your favor.
But the eyes of the wicked will fail,
and escape will elude
them;
their hope will become a
dying gasp. (Verses
13-20)
“Elementary,
my dear Watson,” as Sherlock Holmes would say.
But, will these words of conviction do anything at all to ease the pain
of one who is suffering? Look at Job’s
immediate response from chapter twelve:
Doubtless you are the people,
and wisdom will die
with you!
But
I have a mind as well as you;
I am not inferior to you.
Who
does not know these things?
I
have become a laughingstock to my friends,
though
I called upon God and he answered –
a
mere laughingstock, though righteous and blameless!
Men at ease have contempt for misfortune
as the fate of those
whose feet are slipping. (Verses
2-5)
Such
bitterness and rancor in these words! He
sarcastically says, “You da men! Wisdom will
die with you.” Job repeats the sentence,
“I am not inferior to you,” in this discourse.
Advice from humanity pales when our lives seem to be on the line –
particularly when human cures are lacking in healing powers. None of these friends of Job know the real problem
Job is facing nor do they know the solution.
These friends are talking to make themselves feel better.
So,
what does a terminal family member or friend might want the most from us? Get out of the way of God! Do not seek to make yourself feel better. Let God minister through your presence. Help the hurting soul in the hospital bed
recognize God in their life in subtle ways.
Many people will want what Job really wanted: God’s tangible presence
and audible speaking. Read from Job
chapter thirteen:
Only
grant me these two things, O God,
and
then I will not hide from you:
Withdraw your hand from me,
and stop frightening me with your terrors.
Then summon me and I will answer,
or let me speak, and you reply. (Verses 20-22)
“Take
my affliction away and speak to me – or at least reply when I speak to you!” That is Job’s greatest desire in his
anguish. This desire echoes throughout
the ages for anyone in what they feel is mortal anguish.
Enough
mumbling for now…
Peace
Out
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