Lent Devotional: Job 19:14-27
by Jonathan Haefs
Job 19:14–27 (click here)
My relatives have failed me, my close friends have forgotten me.
All my intimate friends abhor me, and those whom I loved have turned against me.
“Oh that my words were written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book! Oh that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever! For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been thus destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God…
(Job 19:14, 19, and 23-26)
Abandoned and alone.
That was how Job felt. Everyone he had ever known and loved had turned against him and even passing strangers scoffed.
Have you ever been there? Abandoned and alone?
Job doesn’t minimize his pain… he pours it out! Reading through his words is a gut-wrenching experience if you take him seriously. You can hear his anguish and feel his agony ripple through your own nervous system as he empties his soul on page after page.
This is actually what Job wished for in the midst of his personal midnight! He longed for his words to be written down in a permanent place where they could be passed from generation to generation. He longed for others to know his painful plight… but why?
We are not left wondering… for Job tells us why he wants his words engraved in rock forever… “For I know that my Redeemer lives, and at the last he will stand upon the earth. And after my skin has been thus destroyed, yet in my flesh I shall see God…”
Job wants you and me to be able to read his testimony, not primarily so we can hear his complaint and sympathize with his pain, but so that we might see the faithfulness of his God. Job is confident that God will be faithful to the end! He believes that even if his flesh is destroyed, his God is one of redemption who will redeem that dead flesh to live again, and he will spend forever in his redeemed flesh with his redeemer!
Job wants a permanent testimony of his pain recorded so that all may know he loves a God who is bigger than his pain, who sustains him through it, and redeems it all!
Like Job, our pain stands as a testimony to those around us. I wonder what they read? What am I inscribing with the iron pen of my life upon the rock of time and history? Especially amidst my own midnight, my painful plights… will others read in these moments of my life the story of a faithful God who is bigger than my pain, who sustains me through it, and who will one day redeem all?
When people read the stories of our lives will they read the words “I know that my Redeemer lives?”