Job 5


1 “Call if you will, but who will answer you? To which of the holy ones will you turn? 2 Resentment kills a fool, and envy slays the simple.


3 I myself have seen a fool taking root, but suddenly his house was cursed. 4 His children are far from safety, crushed in court without a defender. 5 The hungry consume his harvest, taking it even from among thorns, and the thirsty pant after his wealth. 6 For hardship does not spring from the soil, nor does trouble sprout from the ground. 7 Yet man is born to trouble as surely as sparks fly upward.

8 “But if I were you, I would appeal to God; I would lay my cause before him. 9 He performs wonders that cannot be fathomed, miracles that cannot be counted.  10 He provides rain for the earth; he sends water on the countryside.


11 The lowly he sets on high, and those who mourn are lifted to safety. 12 He thwarts the plans of the crafty, so that their hands achieve no success. 13 He catches the wise in their craftiness, and the schemes of the wily are swept away. 14 Darkness comes upon them in the daytime; at noon they grope as in the night.


15 He saves the needy from the sword in their mouth; he saves them from the clutches of the powerful. 16 So the poor have hope, and injustice shuts its mouth.


17 “Blessed is the one whom God corrects; so do not despise the discipline of the Almighty. 18 For he wounds, but he also binds up; he injures, but his hands also heal.  19 From six calamities he will rescue you; in seven no harm will touch you. 20 In famine he will deliver you from death, and in battle from the stroke of the sword.


21 You will be protected from the lash of the tongue, and need not fear when destruction comes. 22 You will laugh at destruction and famine, and need not fear the wild animals. 23 For you will have a covenant with the stones of the field, and the wild animals will be at peace with you. 24 You will know that your tent is secure; you will take stock of your property and find nothing missing. 25 You will know that your children will be many, and your descendants like the grass of the earth. 26 You will come to the grave in full vigor, like sheaves gathered in season.


27 “We have examined this, and it is true. So hear it and apply it to yourself.”



Job 6

1 Then Job replied: 2 “If only my anguish could be weighed and all my misery be placed on the scales! 3 It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas— no wonder my words have been impetuous.


4 The arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God's terrors are marshaled against me. 5 Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass, or an ox bellow when it has fodder? 6 Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the sap of the mallow? 7 I refuse to touch it; such food makes me ill.


8 “Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant what I hope for,9 that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut off my life! 10 Then I would still have this consolation— my joy in unrelenting pain— that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.


11 “What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient? 12 Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze? 13 Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven from me?


14“Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty. 15 But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams, as the streams that overflow 16 when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow, 17 but that stop flowing in the dry season, and in the heat vanish from their channels. 18 Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go off into the wasteland and perish.

19 The caravans of Tema look for water, the traveling merchants of Sheba look in hope. 20 They are distressed, because they had been confident; they arrive there, only to be disappointed.


21 Now you too have proved to be of no help; you see something dreadful and are afraid. 22 Have I ever said, 'Give something on my behalf, pay a ransom for me from your wealth, 23 deliver me from the hand of the enemy, rescue me from the clutches of the ruthless'?


24“Teach me, and I will be quiet; show me where I have been wrong. 25 How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove? 26 Do you mean to correct what I say, and treat my desperate words as wind? 27 You would even cast lots for the fatherless and barter away your friend.


28 “But now be so kind as to look at me. Would I lie to your face? 29 Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake. 30 Is there any wickedness on my lips? Can my mouth not discern malice?


SNAPSHOT 17:  THE SHAME GAME

Job 5-6


Job 5


Terminix goes on:  Which god is going to listen to your whining?  I have seen stupid people do well and then fall apart.  Their kids go to jail and they go hungry.  Trouble is not growing from the ground.  You should ask God for help.  He can help people and bring crafty schemes down.  It is great when God corrects you.  


He is basically calling Job corrupt and saying this is God correcting him.   He is saying Job is to blame for everything that happened: illness, the death of his children, and loss of wealth.  Ouch!  He is telling Job to repent.  He says that God can do anything.  That is true.  Much of what he says is true, but he applies the knowledge in a bad way.  He applies knowledge in ignorance.  Do we do this?  Do we weaponize truth?  Do we use the tool of knowledge to injure people?  I think we need to be really careful when we give counsel.  Just because you have a hammer does not make every problem a nail.  Was Terminix actually called by God to speak?  Was he better off just sitting and mourning?  I will admit that I would have trouble just sitting there.  I guess I should work on waiting on God's direction.  I also thing Terminix is being judgy here without knowing the facts.  



Job 6


Job speaks but it more of a lament than a response to his friend's accusations.  He is in unmeasurable pain.  He wants God to kill him.  He does not have the strength to bear the pain.   This all has a very poetic feel to it and is very dramatic.  It sounds like a real person having a major pity party.  What am I being patient for?  Am I a metal man? My friends suck.  He takes some time describing them as undependable.  


Job finally addresses Terminix:   You are no help.  This is making you afraid.  Did I ask for your help?  Did I ask for your advice?  V25.   He tells his friend to look at him, really to look.  He asks if he is truly wicked without knowing it.