Ever have one of those days, weeks, months, or even years when it seems that everything that we do is difficult? Don’t those times seem like they will never end? Sometimes we despair and wonder why God doesn’t intervene and make our lives easier. In today’s first reading we hear Job complaining about the difficulties and despair he feels. Do any of his complaints remind us of ourselves?
Job spoke, saying:
Is not man’s life on earth a drudgery?
Are not his days those of hirelings?
He is a slave who longs for the shade,
a hireling who waits for his wages.
So I have been assigned months of misery,
and troubled nights have been allotted to me.
If in bed I say, “When shall I arise?”
then the night drags on;
I am filled with restlessness until the dawn.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle;
they come to an end without hope.
Remember that my life is like the wind;
I shall not see happiness again.
Here is the bottom line. Job’s hard times came to an end. God blessed him with joy and abundance. Our troubles, too, are only temporary. Instead of complaining that God does not answer us on our schedule, let us look forward in anticipation of receiving his blessings.