Devotional Passage: read Job 17
Text for Consideration: verses 1, 15 & 16
“My spirit is broken, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me. . . . where then is my hope? Who will see my hope? Will it go down to the bars of Sheol? Shall we descend together into the dust?” NRSV
Questions. Questions and no answers. There are some days when I’m sure I know exactly how this man is feeling. Other days are better. I am watching a younger generation move beyond what I had dreamed of accomplishing. Job, I agree: my days, too, are past; my plans are broken off—the desires of my heart. “Where then is my hope?”
I choose to trust in the God of all hope, him who has hope for the hopeless—for those who, like Abraham, hope beyond hope. I will believe in hope when I see none. Today I rejoice because God reigns in a world I cannot see and I expect him to work out his perfect will in the world I can see.
Dear Father of my fathers, work today in my world as you did in theirs. Give me hope when I see no reason to believe it should exist. Open my eyes to your world and help me believe in the power of your promises. I lay down my plans today and only ask that I may inhabit yours. May your Spirit purify my desires so that I may truly long for your will above all else—even if it is that my time has come to descend into the dust. Until that moment arrives, make my life productive for good, an honor to your name, and a force (however small) for your Kingdom. I ask all these things in Jesus’ holy name. Amen.