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Wednesday, July 2, 2008

July 1; Day 38

Job 25 -42

How can innocent become evil so easily?

You see, I've recently joined the technological age and using some of the tools available to us today. It started with this blog and understanding more about this mode of communication. Then recently a friend of mine - a strong Christian friend of mine whom I've been on a Great Banquet Team with - sent me a link to Facebook and invited me to see his page. We'll in order to see what he posted, I had to join. So by default I've joined the Facebook Generation. To date, I've avoided all of this technology because of the "evils" reported on it.

So fast forward, after a few hours of playing around with Facebook, I managed to establish my own page with limited information and connect with a few high school classmates I hadn't seen forever. So I began thinking... "This technology thing could be pretty good. Perhaps God even directed me to this because He wanted me to connect with others in a different way. After all, it WAS sent to me by a strong Christian friend innocently asking me to connect with him."

So fast forward a few days... I began receiving "invites" to be friends with people I didn't know. Then I learned how to set my privacy settings to screen these invites out. Secondly, I began perusing "Friends of friends" and I realized not all of my friends are keeping "up and up" company. At least some of the pictures and things posted on these sites were not God honoring. But did I choose to look away? No. I chose to click one step further and see how much people would reveal or show. WRONG CHOICE. Before I knew it... or before I really came to reality, I was seeing things and thinking in ways I should have never been. I let my guard down because something innocent turned evil in an instant. It pulled me away from following Jesus in a moment... and deceptively I might add.

Now link this back to the story of Job. His friends came seemingly innocent to him. They wanted to sympathize with him and help him. Yet under cover of darkness their human self kicked in and they became evil to him in an instant. They started trying to pull Job away from his faith. God sent me a friend. Admittedly one I haven't kept in very good contact with for a while, but one none the less who wanted to connect with me on this technology. Yet I let my humanness step in and get in the way. I fouled it up. Is this not what Job's friends did? They followed God in obedience to showing a friend sympathy yet in their humanness they forgot to ask God for what he wanted them to share with Job. God even rebukes them in Job 42:7-9 by saying "You have not spoken to me what is right as my servant Job has."

Just like Job's friends they wanted to follow God. My friend wanted to connect with me. What fouls it up is the fact that our human nature kicks in and we believe we can "go it alone." When Job's friends went it alone, they spoke of God incorrectly. When I went alone I ended up in places that I'm ashamed to admit and places God was not honored.

Life is too difficult and the devil is too sly ... don't go it alone today my friend. I know I need you.

Postlogue:
Out of this conclusion of Job I gain some solace which is this: After such tremendous suffering, Job didn't lose his faith. It was the one thing he clung to when all else was stripped away. Then in Job 38 I see the bright promise available to all of us. "The Lord answered Job about of the storm." We see Job and the Lord in a dialogue. A real conversation of hope and renewal. Finally in Job 42 we see that renewal... spiritually and physically. "The Lord blessed the latter part of Job's life more than the first. . . and so he died, old and full of years." (vs 12-17) The Lord may allow temporary suffering, but he always promises hope for the faithful.

Please Lord, forgive me for going it alone and taking the wrong path. Speak to me in the storm as I know you will. Help me cling to my faith when all the world is telling me to leave it behind for moments of folly... and help me be worth of blessing that I might die, old and full of years.