Tonight I was doing some organizing and was sorting through all of my books. I have quite a few books. I like to go to yard sales and often find a lot of interesting looking books for a quarter here, fifty cents there. If it looks interesting, I will often pick it up and add it to my collection of books to read some day.
I had one in my pile called Be Patient by Warren Wiersbe about the life of Job. I actually have read this one, but it's been a while. I was looking through my books to see which ones I wanted to keep and which ones I had read and didn't care for as much to add to my recycling pile. I flipped open the pages and started casually looking through the chapters.
As I started skimming through to decide if I wanted to keep it or not, I noticed several pages with passages that I had underlined. The one on page forty-two stuck out to me:
Job could not understand what God was doing, and it was important that he not understand. Had Job known that God was using him as a weapon to defeat Satan, he could have simply sat back and waited trustfully for the battle to end.
It's been so long that I don't remember reading that the first time I read the book. It made me think about my own personality. I'm a pretty typical first born. I like to make lists and figure out the "why" of any situation. I guess I feel like if I can understand why things happen or why they are the way they are, I will be less anxious and have more peace. I never really thought about the fact that maybe the not understanding can be just as important as knowing why sometimes. Not understanding keeps me dependent on God and worshiping at His feet.
Hmm.. an interesting insight on a quiet Tuesday evening.