“I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end He will stand upon the earth. Even after my skin has been destroyed, in my flesh I will see God, I will see Him myself; I will see Him with my very own eyes. How my heart yearns within me, waiting for this to happen!”
(Job 19:25-27 Inspirational Study Bible/max Lucado)
I love the fact that Job is the one speaking in these verses. Talk about someone going through a rough season!
Job taught me a very important lesson many years ago. He taught me that when I can’t praise God for my circumstances, I can ALWAYS praise Him for Who He is. Job said, “Even though He slay me, I will hope in Him. Nevertheless, I will argue my ways before Him.” (Job 13:15)
Don’t you love his honesty? To me, Job displays true faith – a genuine relationship with the Lord. Job says, “No matter what happens in my life, I WILL place my hope and my trust in my Redeemer. And – AND – I will argue my points – yes, present my case to Him. Why? Because I know my God and my God knows me.”
Wow – what a glorious thought!
Job has his eyes on the prize. He knows that he is chosen of God. He knows that everything about this earth is temporal – a snap of the fingers. He knows that after he suffers a little while, he shall behold Him, face to face, in all of His glory.
“How my heart yearns within me, waiting for this to happen!”
The words to a song I love came to mind as I wrote this message:
O Lord You’re beautiful,
Your face is all I see.
And when Your eyes are on this child,
Your grace abounds to me.
God’s grace.
Puts everything into perspective, doesn’t it?
Praise You, Lord! I love Job. Maybe its because I can relate to him so easily. But, you know what? You allowed him to go through a very difficult season because You knew His heart and You knew that once it was all said and done, Job would remain faithful to You. That is my prayer. I want my heart to bless You, to honor You. I want my faith to be sure and unwavering. I am so thankful that we are in relationship, Lord. I don’t know what I would do without You.
