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Then the Lord said to Job,

“Do you still want to argue with the Almighty?

    You are God’s critic, but do you have the answers?”

Then Job replied to the Lord,

“I am nothing—how could I ever find the answers?

    I will cover my mouth with my hand.

I have said too much already.

    I have nothing more to say.”

Job 40:1-5, NLT

Job’s children were killed, his livelihood ruined, his body wrecked, and his marriage dissolved. He sat in the dirt and wondered, “Why me?” He and his three friends would go on to spend a solid 34 chapters trying to figure out how these sorrows came to pass, who was to blame, and what Job should have done differently.

Sound familiar? Ever lay awake at night wondering why, why, why?

Our human attempt to reason our way to peace and understanding is faulty at best and exhausting at worst. Job and his friends considered every argument: It’s your fault, you’re a fool, you’re being disciplined.

We’ve probably said these things to ourselves.

It’s not that what Job or his friends said was completely wrong. Sometimes what happens to us does result from our actions. And God does discipline us. But once we’ve run every argument through our heads, we are still asking, “Why me?”

This is when we need God to remind us of who He is and who we are not.

God is the one who made the universe. We did not.

God commands the sun, moon, and stars. We command our own way.

God brings forth rain at a word. We try, but we can’t. (Job 38:19-30, Job 25-30, Job 38:31-35)

Lifting our minds off us to God is how we stop asking why me. Just as God reminds Job:

“Do you know the laws of the universe? Can you use them to regulate the earth?”

No. We sure don’t.

In fact, there is so much we can’t grasp, let alone control, that it’s silly to think about questioning God. But we do anyway, and we probably will again.

Job sitting in the dirt was confronted by the truth of his magnificent God. He unclenched his hands to whatever God had for him.

And this is the beautiful thing about God: He loves to restore. And multiply goodness!

Job’s story finishes: “So the Lord blessed Job in the second half of his life even more than in the beginning.” (Job 42:12a) Blessings didn’t happen because of who Job was. They came because of who God is.

Today, how can we sit in the truth of our magnificent God and find our way from clenched fists to open hands?


What feels destroyed that you need God to restore?


God, I release everyone and everything to You.


What can you give away as a blessing to someone else that shows how loosely you hold the things of this world?