Job’s Window

I am a hoarder of details. In the midst of a trial, they hinder my vision. They stop my ears.  I trip over them. I lose my bearings. They form a carefully constructed (by me) bricked up window upon which I project my fears. Unbridled thoughts entertain the worst nightmare imaginings, and before I know it, anxiety steals in and trust in God flies out.

English: Piercefield House - bricked-up window...

English: Piercefield House – bricked-up window (with frame still intact) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I need a room with a view, a big picture window to enhance my perspective on the Sovereignty of God. I need a wide-angle lens trained solely on the certainty of trusting God’s Providence. A panoramic safe-house where vision is faith and faith is vision and where the Gospel of Christ is the axis upon which my view of the world spins.

Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.

From that vantage point I see what this trusting God costs, and I find the eternal perspective that I crave. From that window the Gospel becomes clear. From there I see the Lord agonizing on the cross, calling out to His Father in the ultimate manifestation of Divine Trust:

“Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!”

Shall I shrink from the sufferings of this life and expect to see clearly the strong Hand of the One who rules the universe? Dare I refuse to share in the sufferings of Christ, thereby forfeiting the reality and sufficiency of His matchless comfort?

It is Job’s window I am asking for. It is a window to the objective truth that God can be trusted, no mater what.

By His Grace and for the Gospel,
Terrie van Baarsel

(See Job 13:15; Luke 23:46)

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