“Now the Lord blessed the latter days of Job more than his beginning; for he had fourteen thousand sheep, six thousand camels, one thousand yoke of oxen, and one thousand female donkeys. And he called the name of the first Jemimah, the name of the second Keziah, and the name of the third Keren-Happuch. In all the land were found no women so beautiful as the daughters of Job; and their father gave them an inheritance among their brothers. After this Job lived one hundred and forty years, and saw his children and grandchildren for four generations. So Job died, old and full of days.”
Job 42:12, 14-17 NKJV
“For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us. For the earnest expectation of the creation eagerly waits for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it in hope; because the creation itself also will be delivered from the bondage of corruption into the glorious liberty of the children of God.”
Romans 8:18-21 NKJV
As I sit in my home this morning, the world I live in seems as if it is completely aflame, as fires, real and political are burning everywhere. Even in my land-locked state, the air quality is being impacted as particles of ash and sand drift and descend into the lungs of the unsuspecting. Couple all that with my own advancing suffering, and the inevitable destruction called entropy, and there can appear to be no hope.
As if on cue, I completed reading the book of Job this morning. God has addressed Job, and reminded Him of His sovereignty, redressed his friends who misrepresented who God is, and commanded them to sacrifice on an altar for Job. He asked Job to pray for them, and in the greatest ending of any story I have ever read, God restored Job, above and beyond his original state.
That last chapter fills me with joy each time I read it. I recall reading it on my break at work one day, in the midst of my battle with cancer. I was having a bad day, as my body was full of little infections and fever, that pained me like a thousand little cuts. As I read of the restoration, I began to cry, just as my unbelieving boss came into my office. I wonder if my tears and my open bible broke through her stony heart.
As then, and now, I am reminded that there are better days coming, and the trials of this present time will fade into distant memory, as Jesus comes to rule and to reign.
“But I saw no temple in it, for the Lord God Almighty and the Lamb are its temple. The city had no need of the sun or of the moon to shine in it, for the glory of God illuminated it. The Lamb is its light. And the nations of those who are saved shall walk in its light, and the kings of the earth bring their glory and honor into it. Its gates shall not be shut at all by day (there shall be no night there). And they shall bring the glory and the honor of the nations into it.”
Revelation 21:22-26 NKJV
The best of the world, on the best day will not compare to the glory to come. Our best days will seem bad compared to our typical day in the Kingdom of God. I know that all that I have lost will be restored, and this mortal, corrupted body, mutated by sin, will one day rise glorified.
“So also is the resurrection of the dead. The body is sown in corruption, it is raised in incorruption. It is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory. It is sown in weakness, it is raised in power. It is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. There is a natural body, and there is a spiritual body.”
I Corinthians 15:42-44 NKJV
“For the Lord Himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trumpet of God. And the dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. And thus we shall always be with the Lord. Therefore comfort one another with these words.”
I Thessalonians 4:16-18 NKJV
Brothers and sisters, be refreshed in the knowledge that better days are coming. I know that the waiting is brutal, as many of us are suffering as the evil one is bearing down on Christians like never before. Like Job’s friends, let us make a sacrifice of praise to the Lord, and like Job, let us be diligent to pray for others in these perilous times.
Let us also be sure to take care of each other. I am overwhelmed with joy at all those who have offered me help in these horrible days. It brings me great peace. It is so easy to become isolated, and the love extended, reminds me that I am not in this alone.
Remember, my people, greater things are coming, even though the transition may be wrought with peril. Hold on to Jesus!
“For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”
Romans 8:38-39 NKJV