Job 38:1--41:34 · The Lord Speaks
Job’s Joy
Job 38:1--41:34
Sermon
by Richard F. Bansemer
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Two brief Old Testament lessons introduce the sermon for today. The first is from Job 38, the first two verses: "Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind: ‘Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge?’ " The second lesson is from the 55th chapter of Isaiah, verses eight and nine: "For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, says the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts."

If Job,

great and innocent sufferer from the Old Testament,

could have had access to these words from Isaiah,

perhaps his suffering would have been lessened.

We all know a little about this man of misfortune,

blameless before God,

but nevertheless the subject of personal tragedy.

We mistakenly feel he was filled with

patience.

We have a phrase,

"The patience of Job,"

and by it we refer to the ability of this man

to bear his suffering tolerantly,

nobly, and without complaint.

But it is all a lie.

It is one huge mistake.

Job was no patient sufferer.

He was a passionate sufferer.

He did not hide his grief and bear it quietly.

He complained bitterly before the throne of God

and challenged God to debate his cause with him.

The patience of Job would better be phrased

the perseverance of Job.

He persisted, but not patiently.

The story starts out properly enough.

Job, a blameless and upright man who feared God

is the father of seven sons and three daughters.

His wealth is fantastic.

He owns 7,000 sheep,

3,000 camels,

a half thousand oxen,

and a half thousand she-asses.

We are told that he had "very many servants,

so that this man was the greatest of the people in the east."

But then, a strange conversation takes place

between Satan and God.

God does a bit of bragging about Job.

He tells Satan how wonderful Job is,

that he is a blameless and upright man who turns from evil.

And Satan answers, much as we would answer:

"And why not?

You’ve given him everything imaginable.

You’ve blessed him beyond words.

He can afford to behave.

Take it away, and he will curse you to your face."

Let’s pause for a moment to think about Satan’s plan.

Take it away.

What a horrible idea.

What an evil thought.

Take it away.

That is the challenge of Satan before God.

Take it away. Take it all away.

Unless you have something or someone that ypu love dearly.

you cannot imagine how ghastly and hideous

this thought of Satan’s is.

We dare not let ourselves think it.

Take a moment and imagine

your life without your blessings.

All of your children are gone.

All of them.

Your parents, your brothers, and your sisters are gone.

Your entire family is gone,

except for your spouse,

who tells you to curse God and die.

There are other losses, too,

less in importance, but still painful.

Your home is gone. Lost completely.

No automobile, no securities.

Nothing is left except your life.

You cannot turn to your friends,

because they are gone also.

It is a cruel game, isn’t it?

Even with the losses ringing in our ears,

it is all so much of a game,

unreal,

and we are probably unwilling

to think the dreadful thought.

Yet this is the challenge of Satan to God: "Take it away.

Take it all away.

If you do, he’ll curse you to your face."

And then,

then comes the moment of truth,

the moment when God says "yes" to Satan:

"Behold, all that he has is in your power;

only upon himself do not put forth your hand."

So what does Satan do with all that Job has,

all that we have,

if God permits it?

He destroys it with death.

Everything Job owned,

almost everyone he loved, is gone.

And Job falls upon the ground and worships God, saying:

"Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and

naked shall I return; the Lord gave, and the Lord

has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord."

So ends chapter one of the book of Job,

and why it is that Job is credited with patience.

The very last verse of that chapter reads:

"In all this Job did not sin or charge God with wrong."

But before we close the book,

having read only a single chapter,

remember that the book of Job has not one chapter, but forty-two chapters!

In the second chapter,

Job’s suffering increases.

Once again, Satan and God meet,

and once again, God brags on Job.

Satan answers the Lord: "Skin for skin! All that a man

has he will give for his life. But put forth

thy hand now, and touch his bone and his

flesh, and he will curse thee to thy face."

Everyone has his price, challenges Satan,

including Job.

Let me afflict his body.

And God, for reasons unknown to Job,

and often unknown to us,

gives Satan permission

to do anything short of death.

Sores now cover Job from the soles of his feet

to the crown of his head,

and he has to leave his house

and go to a pile of dung ashes,

and there amid rubbish,

rotting carcasses,

homeless beggars,

village idiots,

and homeless dogs,

the respected prince becomes an outcast,

awaiting death,

tormented by pain and mental anguish.

It is important to remember,

Job did not know of Satan’s conversation with

God any more than we do!

Job begins this period of suffering nobly

as he answers his wife’s suggestion to curse God and die.

He says to her, "You speak as one of the foolish women

would speak. Shall we receive good at

the hand of God, and shall we not receive evil?"

"In all of this, Job did not sin with his lips."

Three friends hear of Job’s misfortune

and come to comfort him.

By the end of chapter two

we have the record upon which

the patience of Job in suffering is based.

Yet, the story has only really begun.

For the next thirty-six chapters

Job’s suffering is intense,

and his reactions are anything but

a quiet resignation to his plight.

It begins with a curse in the opening of chapter three.

After weeks, and perhaps months, of solitude,

when time itself will bring no healing,

seven days pass of a friendly and silent visit from his friends.

Job breaks the silence.

His voice must have trembled,

his lips quivered as he said it:

"Let the day perish wherein I was born,

and the night which said,

A man-child is conceived.

Let that day be darkness!

... Why did I not die at birth,

come forth from the womb and expire?"

Job’s patience has ended,

and his perseverance begins.

He curses the day of his birth.

In the account that follows,

he curses his life

and begs for death.

Of all Job’s requests,

one stands above all others,

and that is to face God

face to face and defend himself.

He will not and cannot let go of his righteousness.

In it he has his security,

and with it he challenges God’s action against him.

He demands to know why God has not been fair with him.

The bitterness of his complaints swells up

into a torrent of rebellion and questions,

until his request to know becomes almost a demand.

Why God?

Why me?

Why this suffering?

What have I done to deserve this?

When God appears, in chapter thirty-eight,

strange things happen.

When God decides to speak,

he speaks of his unimaginable greatness.

God says nothing that can be remotely imagined to provide an answer

to the struggle which has been going on in Job’s soul.

Nothing is explained or made clear.

No reasons at all are given.

Nothing is said about the wager with Satan.

Nothing about God’s quiet confidence in Job.

There is no justification of the sufferer,

no acquittal,

no public vindication.

Nothing in short, or so it would seem,

is said to stir any love in anyone’s heart,

certainly not in Job’s.

God’s answer is not an answer at all, as we would expect.

For answers to Job’s questions,

and to our questions,

God gives us more questions.

"Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind:

'Who is this that darkens counsel by words without knowledge? Where were you when I laid the foundation of the earth? Tell me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements

- surely you know! Or who shut in the sea with doors ... and prescribed bounds for it ...' and said, 'Thus far shall you come, and no farther, and here shall your proud waves be stayed'? ... Have you entered into the springs of the sea, or walked in the recesses of the deep? Have the gates of death been revealed to you, or have you seen the gates of deep darkness? ... Can you lift up your voice to the clouds, that a flood of waters may cover you? Can you send forth Iightnings ... Do you give the horse his might? Is it by your wisdom that the hawk soars?' " And the Lord said to Job: "Shall a faultfinder contend with the Almighty? He who argues with God, let him answer it." Then Job answered the Lord: "Behold, I am of small account; what shall I answer thee? I lay my hand on my mouth ... I know that thou canst do all things ... I have uttered what I did not understand, things too wonderful for me, which I did not know ... therefore I despise myself, and repent in dust and ashes." Job has been humbled,

but instead of sorrow,

joy results.

Life is deeper than he thought.

All does not revolve around

the fortunes and misfortunes of man.

God is at work with purposes and powers

greater than imaginations can fathom.

Someone has pointed out that

if the ring on your little finger were taken

as the orbit of the earth around the sun,

the nearest fixed star would be some twenty miles away!

We have been taught to think of ourselves as tiny,

of no importance,

an animal among animals,

living on a satellite that spins in space according to predictable calculations.

But God has issued his summons.

"Your problem is not finding me," says God.

I’m not lost.

Your problem is that you cannot get rid of me."

God says, "I am hounding you.

I’ll chase you from place to place,

and you cannot escape, for I live among you.

Job, you were never alone.

I was with you before your suffering

and during your suffering.

Your pain was my pain,

and you survived because I protected you.

You persevered because I gave you strength."

Poets and writers who like to describe,

in vivid images,

the horrible plight of man on earth

write only half-truths

if they have no sense of the Spirit.

Their laments have been written centuries ago,

and a thousand times since.

They can be read in the middle of the book of

Job, and in a thousand paperbacks.

But God’s chosen persevere.

Though we may curse the darkness,

we keep moving and looking for light.

Nothing is worthwhile, we say,

if darkness does rule.

Even our laments are senseless syllables,

and our lives are sick illusions

if darkness is all there is.

Nothing makes any sense

unless God visits his own.

Nothing is real without this God

who puts on flesh

and becomes one of us on earth.

He came to Job in a whirlwind.

He came to us in a manger.

And he keeps coming back,

in forms too varied to describe,

in times too frequent to count.

He is here today,

as solid as the wood in this building,

as loud as the hymns that we sing,

as invisible, but as real, as the air that we breathe.

He has some questions for his chosen:

Where were you when I chose you?

Are you about my business?

Do you see me in the events of today?

Will you worship the Creator instead of the creation?

Do you love me more than all?

Can you see beyond these days on earth?

Will you trust me with your life?

They are tough questions,

and we cannot always answer a ready "yes," for like Job

like his chosen

our vsion and our dreams are too small.

Like Job we don’t know about conversations

behind the scenes

and the greater plans of God,

All we have is his promise to be with us

and his record of grace.

All we have is a manger and a cross

and an empty tomb.

But all we have is all we need.

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, says the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts."

CSS Publishing Co., Inc., Chosen And The Changed, by Richard F. Bansemer