Job 3 Seven days of silence, sitting in the dust with his three friends. No words. Just being together in Job's time of grief and suffering. Did Job's wife make food for them, some bread or meat? Did it rain? What about bathroom breaks, a place to sleep, bugs, heat, cold? So many questions. Maybe … Continue reading I Wish I Was Never Born
Author: Christina Grubb
Sometimes, There Are No Words.
Job 2 "Again there was a day when the sons of God came to present themselves before the LORD..."Job 2:1 Again. A repeat of something that happened previously. An echo. Here we are...again. Here we go...again. Satan steps into the presence of the LORD, and God points to Job, His faithful servant, one of a … Continue reading Sometimes, There Are No Words.
Worship In The Dust
New Year, New Morning Job 1 "O dear Friend, when your grief presses you to the very dust, worship there!"C. H. Spurgeon We came from dust. Our bodies will die and decay and return to dust. Once or twice a week, a good housekeeper runs a soft cloth over her furniture to remove the thin … Continue reading Worship In The Dust
Christina Grubb 