The Berean Pursuit
There was a man in the land of Uz whose name was Job. And this man was blameless and upright, fearing God and shunning evil. He had seven sons and three daughters, and he owned 7,000 sheep, 3,000 camels, 500 yoke of oxen, 500 female donkeys, and a very large number of servants. Job was the greatest man of all the people of the East.
Job's sons would take turns holding feasts in their homes, and they would invite their three sisters to eat and drink with them.
And when the days of feasting were over, Job would send for his children to purify them, rising early in the morning to offer burnt offerings for all of them. For Job thought, "Perhaps my children have sinned and cursed God in their hearts." This was Job's regular practice.
One day the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them.
"Where have you come from?" said the LORD to Satan.
"From roaming through the earth," he replied, "and walking back and forth in it."
Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil."
Satan answered the LORD, "Does Job fear God for nothing? Have You not placed a hedge on every side around him and his household and all that he owns? You have blessed the work of his hands, and his possessions have increased in the land. But stretch out Your hand and strike all that he has, and he will surely curse You to Your face."
"Very well," said the LORD to Satan. "Everything he has is in your hands, but you must not lay a hand on the man himself."
Then Satan went out from the presence of the LORD.
One day, while Job's sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother's house, a messenger came and reported to Job: "While the oxen were plowing and the donkeys were grazing nearby, the Sabeans swooped down and took them away. They put the servants to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you!"
While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: "The fire of God fell from heaven. It burned and consumed the sheep and the servants, and I alone have escaped to tell you!"
While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: "The Chaldeans formed three bands, raided the camels, and took them away. They put the servants to the sword, and I alone have escaped to tell you!"
While he was still speaking, another messenger came and reported: "Your sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother's house, when suddenly a mighty wind swept in from the desert and struck the four corners of the house. It collapsed on the young people and they are dead, and I alone have escaped to tell you!"
Then Job stood up, tore his robe, and shaved his head. He fell to the ground and worshiped, saying:
"Naked I came from my mother's womb,
and naked I will return.
The LORD gave, and the LORD has taken away.
Blessed be the name of the LORD."
In all this, Job did not sin or charge God with wrongdoing.
On another day the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD, and Satan also came with them to present himself before Him.
"Where have you come from?" said the LORD to Satan.
"From roaming through the earth," he replied, "and walking back and forth in it."
Then the LORD said to Satan, "Have you considered My servant Job? For there is no one on earth like him, a man who is blameless and upright, who fears God and shuns evil. He still retains his integrity, even though you incited Me against him to ruin him without cause."
"Skin for skin!" Satan replied. "A man will give up all he owns in exchange for his life. But stretch out Your hand and strike his flesh and bones, and he will surely curse You to Your face."
"Very well," said the LORD to Satan. "He is in your hands, but you must spare his life."
So Satan went out from the presence of the LORD and infected Job with terrible boils from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head. And Job took a piece of broken pottery to scrape himself as he sat among the ashes.
Then Job's wife said to him, "Do you still retain your integrity? Curse God and die!"
"You speak as a foolish woman speaks," he told her. "Should we accept from God only good and not adversity?"
In all this, Job did not sin in what he said.
Now when Job's three friends-Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite-heard about all this adversity that had come upon him, each of them came from his home, and they met together to go and sympathize with Job and comfort him.
When they lifted up their eyes from afar, they could barely recognize Job. They began to weep aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust in the air over his head. Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights, but no one spoke a word to him because they saw how intense his suffering was.
After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth. And this is what he said:
"May the day of my birth perish,
and the night it was said,
'A boy is conceived.'
If only that day had turned to darkness!
May God above disregard it;
may no light shine upon it.
May darkness and gloom reclaim it,
and a cloud settle over it;
may the blackness of the day overwhelm it.
If only darkness had taken that night away!
May it not appear among the days of the year;
may it never be entered in any of the months.
Behold, may that night be barren;
may no joyful voice come into it.
May it be cursed by those who curse the day -
those prepared to rouse Leviathan.
May its morning stars grow dark;
may it wait in vain for daylight;
may it not see the breaking of dawn.
For that night did not shut the doors of the womb
to hide the sorrow from my eyes.
Why did I not perish at birth;
why did I not die as I came from the womb?
Why were there knees to receive me,
and breasts that I should be nursed?
For now I would be lying down in peace;
I would be asleep and at rest
with kings and counselors of the earth,
who built for themselves cities now in ruins,
or with princes who had gold,
who filled their houses with silver.
Or why was I not hidden like a stillborn child,
like an infant who never sees daylight?
There the wicked cease from raging,
and there the weary find rest.
The captives enjoy their ease;
they do not hear the voice of the oppressor.
Both small and great are there,
and the slave is freed from his master.
Why is light given to the miserable,
and life to the bitter of soul,
who long for death that does not come,
and search for it like hidden treasure,
who rejoice and greatly exult
when they can find the grave?
Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden,
whom God has hedged in?
I sigh when food is put before me,
and my groans pour out like water.
For the thing I feared has overtaken me,
and what I dreaded has befallen me.
I am not at ease or quiet;
I have no rest, for trouble has come."
A Psalm of David.
Ascribe to the LORD, O heavenly beings,
ascribe to the LORD glory and strength.
Ascribe to the LORD the glory due His name;
worship the LORD in the splendor of His holiness.
The voice of the LORD is over the waters;
the God of glory thunders;
the LORD is heard over many waters.
The voice of the LORD is powerful;
the voice of the LORD is majestic.
The voice of the LORD breaks the cedars;
the LORD shatters the cedars of Lebanon.
He makes Lebanon skip like a calf,
and Sirion like a young wild ox.
The voice of the LORD
strikes with flames of fire.
The voice of the LORD shakes the wilderness;
the LORD shakes the Wilderness of Kadesh.
The voice of the LORD twists the oaks
and strips the forests bare.
And in His temple all cry, "Glory!"
The LORD sits enthroned over the flood;
the LORD is enthroned as King forever.
The LORD gives His people strength;
the LORD blesses His people with peace.
Then I saw another mighty angel coming down from heaven, wrapped in a cloud, with a rainbow above his head. His face was like the sun, and his legs were like pillars of fire. He held in his hand a small scroll, which lay open. He placed his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land. Then he cried out in a loud voice like the roar of a lion. And when he cried out, the seven thunders sounded their voices.
When the seven thunders had spoken, I was about to put it in writing. But I heard a voice from heaven saying, "Seal up what the seven thunders have said, and do not write it down."
Then the angel I had seen standing on the sea and on the land lifted up his right hand to heaven. And he swore by Him who lives forever and ever, who created heaven and everything in it, the earth and everything in it, and the sea and everything in it: "There will be no more delay! But in the days of the voice of the seventh angel, when he is about to sound his trumpet, the mystery of God will be fulfilled, just as He proclaimed to His servants the prophets."
Then the voice that I had heard from heaven spoke to me again, saying, "Go, take the small scroll that lies open in the hand of the angel standing on the sea and on the land."
And I went to the angel and said, "Give me the small scroll."
"Take it and eat it," he said. "It will make your stomach bitter, but in your mouth it will be as sweet as honey."
So I took the small scroll from the angel's hand and ate it; and it was as sweet as honey in my mouth, but when I had eaten it, my stomach turned bitter.
And they told me, "You must prophesy again about many peoples and nations and tongues and kings."