Worship in the Jaws of Trouble

“Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped.” Job 1:20

Every time I read this scripture, I am astounded, encouraged and invariably elevated to a higher level of trust and understanding. Think about this. Job had lost everything—everything, I mean everything. In succession came servants with a rapidly unfolding saga of disaster. Before one could finish another would arrive with added sorrow. “Gone are your oxen, the asses, and your servants who have been slain by the Sabeans. Fire has fallen from heaven and burned up your sheep and the servants who tended them. Your camels are gone and other servants,” said another.

Finally, in verses 18 and 19, the deadly blow is revealed.

“While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother’s house: And, behold, there came a great wind from the wilderness, and smote the four corners of the house, and it fell upon the young men, and they are dead; and I only am escaped alone to tell thee.”

And so were the funerals. Funerals for the servants with wailing and sobbing families; confused, scared children, forlorn parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles.

And then were awfully laid out the ten caskets–family caskets–Job’s seven sons and Job’s three daughters.

In my mind’s vision I see Job as he returned from the burial service. Bent double with grief, emptied, and wretched, Job nevertheless revealed himself, when verse 20 records that “Job fell to the ground…and worshipped.” Worshipped! No wonder God had such confidence in His man that to Satan He had said, “Do what you will. But don’t kill him.” God knew Job, understood his beating heart, and his passionate commitment to God.

What a lesson is here for us. Racked with grief, misunderstandings, misfortune, pain and sorrow, we do well who model that holy man, Job. We do well to prostrate ourselves, and truly and sincerely worship…worship God!


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About Shirley Buxton

Still full of life and ready to be on the move, Shirley at 78 years old feels blessed to have lots of energy and to be full of optimism. She has been married to Jerry for 60 years. They have 4 children, 12 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren...all beautiful and highly intelligent--of course. :)
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4 Responses to Worship in the Jaws of Trouble

  1. Amanda says:

    I love that Job worshipped. But if it were me? I’m not sure that I’d be able to.

  2. helenl says:

    Now that’s worship as it should be.

  3. Shirley says:

    Good morning, Amanda and welcome to God Things.

    I like it that you are so honest and transparent.

    Amanda, the closer we grow to God, the more we truly lean on Him, the more automatic is it to turn to Him. When we are absolutely grief-stricken, the words that come from our mouths will be to God, a pleading for His help, for strength and for mercy. Understanding that He truly is our God, our Leader, our Guide, we will worship Him.

    Both of us must keep trudging along the holy way. As we do, we automatically will become more godly, more heavenly minded, and remarkably less like the world.

    Blessings today…strength…and hope.

  4. Shirley says:

    In full agreement with you, Helen.

    Thank you.

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