Job is amazing.  (Both book and man)  I was reading last night and this morning, and was struck yet again by the following:

“Now there was a day when his sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother’s house; and a messenger came to Job and said, ‘The oxen were plowing and the donkeys feeding beside them, when the Sabeans raided and took them away – indeed they have killed the servants with the edge of the sword; and I alone have escaped to tell you!’ While he was still speaking, another also came and said, ‘The fire of God fell from heaven and burned up the sheep and the servants, and consumed them; and I alone have escaped to tell you!’ While he was still speaking, another also came and said, ‘The Chaldeans formed three bands, raided the camels and took them away, yes, and killed the servants with the edge of the sword; and I alone have escaped to tell you!’ While he was still speaking, another also came and said, ‘Your sons and daughters were eating and drinking wine in their oldest brother’s house, and suddenly a great wind came from across the wilderness and struck the four corners of the house, and it fell on the young people, and they are dead; and I alone have escaped to tell you!’ Then Job arose, tore his robe, and shaved his head; and he fell to the ground and worshiped.”

Wow. I’m thinking that would not have been the reaction of most of us. If I’m honest, I have to admit that I doubt it would be my reaction. To fall down and worship as the very first thing after the marks of mourning? This man has just been told that he has lost EVERYTHING (except his nagging wife), and his response is worship. Wow. Job had such a grasp of the greatness and “God-ness” of God. (That’s where the book of Job is so amazing – one cannot help but see the awesomeness of God as one reads it.)

If you haven’t lately, I challenge you to read (or re-read) Job.