No words…

This morning I woke up early.  That is highly unusual.  I checked my email, and looked at my scripture of the day.  I almost fell out of my bed when I saw that it was from the book of Job.  Really?  Job?

I tried to roll back over and fall asleep.  Haha.  Didn’t work.

There are a few books of the Bible that I have refused to read throughout the years. Job and Jonah are at the top of that list.  Job means that I’m in for a tough season of my life, and God is telling me to buckle up, keep my hands and feet inside the car and prepare for one heck of a roller coaster ride.  Jonah means to avoid the beach at all costs because I’m headed in the wrong direction.

So, I started to read through Job. I’m only about 9 chapters in, but I walked through my day completely encouraged.  Job was a man that God chose to be tested because God knew he’d be proven faithful.

I’ve gone through a lot of things lately.  A LOT of things.  I have written things here that I came to regret.  I have run off at the mouth.  I have done things that I never thought I would…and frankly, enjoyed them.  I’ve learned that several of my family members have cancer.  But the one thing of which I am certain is the steadfastness of God.  Don’t get me wrong.  When I was driving home last night, I was yelling at him, asking Him what I’ve done to deserve my situation.  I’ve cried crocodile tears.  BUT–I know that God is faithful.

Please do not misread this and think that I am comparing myself to Job.  He was blameless before the Lord.  I have a lot of things for which I will be held responsible the day I go home to face the Lord.  However, reading about Job brought peace to my soul.  For some reason, I have a sense of peace that I’m on the right path.

I don’t know if this makes any sense…but it is where I am.