This Is What God Led Me To Last Night To Read

Bible translations to polish language by Czesł...

Bible translations to polish language by Czesław Miłosz. On the left Five Megillot, in center Book of Job, on right Psalms (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Sometimes when I read my bible, I am not sure what it is that I am to be reading, so I pray and ask God to lead me to something I can learn from. This was the case last evening for me, and I ended up in the book of Job, from the bible called The Message. I love this version of the bible. It is very similar to the Living bible, but it is so much easier for me to understand. Here is what I read.

Job Answers Bildad

I Call for Help and No One Bothers

Job 19


How long are you going to keep battering away at me, pounding me with these harangues? Time after time after time you jump all over me. Do you have no conscience, abusing me like this? Even if I have, somehow or other, gotten off the track, what business is that of yours? Why do you insist on putting me down, using my troubles as a stick to beat me? Tell it to God- he’s the one behind all this, he’s the one who dragged me into this mess.


Look at me- I shout ‘Murder’ and I’m ignored; I call for help and no one bothers to stop. God threw a barricade across my path- I’m stymied; he turned out all the lights- I’m stuck in the dark. He destroyed my reputation, robbed me of all self-respect. He tore me apart piece by piece – I’m ruined! Then he yanked out hope by the roots. He’s angry with me- oh, how he’s angry! He treats me like his worst enemy. He has launched a major campaign against me, using every weapon he can think of, coming at me from all sides at once.

I Know That God Lives


God alienated my family from me; everyone who knows me avoids me. My relatives and friends have all left; house guests forget I ever existed. The servant girls treat me like a bum off the street, look at me like they’ve never seen me before. I call my attendant and he ignores me, ignores me even though I plead with him. My wife can’t stand to be around me anymore. I’m repulsive to my family. Even street urchins despise me; when I come out, they taunt and jeer. Everyone I’ve ever been close to abhors me; my dearest loved ones rejects me. I’m nothing but a bag of bones; my life hangs by a thread.


Oh, friends, dear friends, take pity on me. God has come down hard on me! Do you have to be hard on me, too? Don’t you ever tire of abusing me?


If only my words were written in a book – better yet, chiseled in stone! Still, I know that God lives – the One who gives me back my life – and eventually he’ll take his stand on earth. And I’ll see him – even though I get skinned alive!- see God myself, with my very own eyes. Oh, how I long for that day!


If you’re thinking, How can we get through to him, get him to see that his trouble is all his own fault? Forget it. Start worrying about ourselves. Worry about your own sins and God’s coming judgement,  for judgment is most certainly on the way.