Living Job

"Human life is a struggle, isn't it?"

Note to self: Don't start blogging Job on the morning of your step-father's funeral. Sometimes Scripture is just too real.

A few verses give me (and my mom) hope:
"What are mortals anyway, that you bother with them, that you even give them the time of day? That you check up on them every morning, looking in on them to see how they're doing?"

David echoes these very words in Psalm 8 (Job is the oldest Scripture in the Bible). God is always with us.

I found this one in the Beatitudes:
"You're blessed when you feel you've lost what is most dear to you. Only then can you be embraced by the One most dear to you."

Without that embrace, I can't go on.