Today's chapel sermon was on Job. His life was wild and bumpy. He tried to live righteously before God, shunning evil, but calamity came into his life. He spoke his mind, and then God addressed him, basically saying, "I'm God, and you are not!" (Check out Job 38-41). When Job came to the realization of his error, he repented:
I had no idea what I was talking about – it was all way too big for me to get my head round. I can't believe I had the nerve to say to you, 'Listen to me when I'm talking. I ask the questions, and you give the answers.' I'd heard rumours of your reputation. Now I've seen you with my own eyes, and I'm dying of embarrassment at my attitude. I take it all back, every question, every accusation. Sorry. Won't happen again.
Excerpt from the first few verses of Job 42, taken from Lacey, Rob (2003). The Word on the Street. Zondervan.
I feel kind of like Job myself. I'm sorry. I have failed terribly at this blogging thing. I've been writing about Greek and NBA basketball. I've been concerned about answering Arod's questions about the Sabbath. In the midst of all this, I failed to do two very important things:
1. Recognize that my youngest child, Kim, just turned 21. She is an adult now. I'm proud of what she has done. She has been an RA in her dorm for the past two years, and this year has been the Head RA in the dorm. She will be leaving in just a few weeks for a summer internship with New Missions Systems, International, working in two SE Asian countries: Myanmar (formerly Burma) and Thailand.
2. Recognize that my oldest child, Charissa, has entered the blogging world. You may want to check out her blog. She works in the Human Resources Department of a large company in our area.
That's about it. As Job said, "I repent in sackcloth and ashes!" I love my daughters. I love my son, too. To avoid repenting again (not that repenting again is a bad thing), maybe I better give you a link to his blog.
Peace to you all!