Though you ruin me...

Then Job arose and tore his robe and shaved his head and fell on the ground and worshiped. And he said, “Naked I came from my mother's womb, and naked shall I return. The Lord gave, and the Lord has taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord.”

 In all this Job did not sin or charge God with wrong. -- Job 1:20-22

This is my hardest week of all of the year.  When March rolls around, memories flood through my heart, they fill my mind.  This is the week I grieve the most.  3 years.  It seems almost impossible that an entire three years have almost passed since I have last seen my first son alive and well.  It has not became easier.  Time has not healed all wounds.  I can still replay the day my phone rang while sitting in my office.  I can still visualize every inch of the lifeless body I laid my eyes on when opening the back of that ambulance truck.  I can still feel every ounce of hurt, of ache, of loss.  Yet still, I can be encouraged.

Near the end of February, I heard a sermon that mentioned this short scripture of Job.  It was constantly in the back of my mind.  Here is Job, once at the height of his life and quickly all is lost.  It is all destroyed.  What does he do?  He strips his clothes off and shaves his head (sounds like something a drunk Noah may do) but he did it out of reverence for God.  He gave God his everything.  He came before God completely humbled.  He came to God vulnerable.  He could have blamed God for everything.  He could have been spiteful.  He could have been angered at God.  He could have turned in his faith, given up, lost hope in this being who he thought had loved him but surely couldn’t seeing as to how he had taken everything and brought much pain in his life.  But he didn’t.  He chose to give every last bit and then he did something even more amazing, He praised God.  

“...blessed be the name of the Lord.”  Job takes the time here to praise God.  He is thanking Him in this simple statement.  Job knows that everything comes from God.  Everything belongs to God.  And God alone is worthy of our praise.  God had just allowed Satan to destroy his livelihood and all of his family.  Here is Job: no work, no money, no home, no children.  He hadn’t been involved in some ponzi scheme and therefore “deserved” to lose his business, his income, based on our standards.  He simply lost everything because Satan thought had he taken it all, he would have stopped following God.  Satan thought that had Job not been blessed, he would not love the Lord.  But God knew his heart.  He knew he would not falter.  He allowed destruction, defeat and heart ache to come upon Job.  But Job, instead of cursing God, went a step further and gave God all that he had left.  He became that much more vulnerable.   

There is so much teaching in that one chapter of Job.  God knew Job’s heart.  He knew that the riches of Job were not tied to his happiness in God.  Job’s possessions were not his joy.  God knew Job had a faith and a heart for God.  I can only pray that when the events were taking place leading up to that March 8th day and then those few days in the PICU, God was able to say, “behold, all that she has in your hand” because he knew me, he knew my heart and he knew that my hope is in Him and not of the world.  

More importantly than seeing Job in this story, you see Jesus in Job.  Jesus was blameless.  Jesus was upright and without sin.  Jesus left his throne.  He lost everything.  He suffered.  Satan tried to tempt him.  He was brutally beaten and scourged.  Satan thought he could turn Jesus as well.  But Jesus held onto the only one who matters.  He kept his sight on God.  And thankfully because of that faith, we now have a promise.  I now know that I too will one day be in Heaven.  I will stand face to face with Gideon.  I will bow in the presence of Jesus.  

Be encouraged by Job as you go through loss, as old loss memorializes anniversary.  Remember to keep your eyes on Jesus.  Find Jesus.  Thank Jesus.  

Going along with this is Shane and Shane’s "Though You Slay Me" with John Piper.  Take time to listen.  I’ve shared this on my FB page before but never in a blog.  It’s a good song for the suffering.    

Though You slay me
Yet I will praise You
Though You take from me
I will bless Your name
Though You ruin me
Still I will worship.

Although this week is one of my hardest, it will not ruin me.  I will remain in chasing after God’s heart.  i will continue to praise His name.  I will remember those huge blue eyes and smile.  I will keep my joy.