Job CCCXXIV

 Job 38:4-11, “Where were you when I laid the foundations of the earth? Tell Me, if you have understanding. Who determined its measurements? Surely you know! Or who stretched the line upon it? To what were its foundations fastened? Or who laid its cornerstone, when the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy? Or who shut the sea with doors, when it burst forth and issued from the womb; when I made the clouds its garment, and thick darkness its swaddling band; when I fixed My limit for it, and set bars and doors; when I said, ‘This far you may come, but no farther, and here your proud waves must stop!’”

It takes an almost limitless amount of intellectual dishonesty, coupled with a dangerously myopic view of everything that surrounds us, to conclude that everything was a happy accident, serendipity at its finest, working in perfect synchronicity and interdependence by happenstance or luck.

Sometimes we need to be reminded just how complex the world that surrounds us is, all the wonders it holds, and all the finite little things that have to work together perfectly, with no slippage or deterioration, for us to continue to exist. We’ve become used to all that surrounds us to the point that we take it for granted, refusing to acknowledge the One that put it all together and keeps it from falling apart, spinning out of control, or getting too close to the sun to the point that we all become crispy critters.

It’s like getting on an airplane and never considering the man-hours that went into making all the parts, putting them together, and making sure that the engines don’t give out halfway over the Atlantic. That’s all fine and dandy, but where are my complimentary bag of peanuts and my free can of soda?

It’s mind-boggling to consider that God, our Father, and the One who created all that our senses perceive as reality, couldn’t have an off day, couldn’t get it almost right, but had to get it perfect, one hundred percent of the time, without fail, just so we could enjoy a sunrise without having our retina burned away, or to be able to inhale and exhale without passing out, or looking like a fish out of water gasping for breath when none is to be had.

A few years back, there was a former president who went viral for saying that no matter how successful your business, no matter how much sweat equity you put into it, no matter how much you sacrificed, or how many sleepless nights you had to endure, in the end, you didn’t build that! Those who sit on the sidelines and watch the world go by agreed wholeheartedly, cheering him on for putting the boss men in their place, but those who, by sheer tenacity and work ethic, built something out of nothing were taken aback and voiced their objections to the blanket statement that they hadn’t done a thing, they hadn’t built anything, and somehow it came together for them as if by magic.

Men can say God didn’t build that until they’re blue in the face, but as long as God declares that He did, from the very foundations of the earth, then the claims of men are just that, the rantings of bitter souls unwilling to humble themselves and acknowledge His mighty works.

God begins to ask Job a series of questions that are rhetorical in nature. By that I mean God already knows the answers to the questions He is asking, but just so there’s no misunderstanding as to who built it, who laid earth’s cornerstone, or who shut the sea with doors when it burst forth and issued from the womb, God proffers a multitude of questions which are individually worthy of contemplation if one is ever inclined to get a glimpse of the vastness of the majesty and omnipotence of the God we serve.

Psalm 19:1-2, “The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His handiwork. Day unto day utters speech, and night unto night reveals knowledge.”

Men refuse to acknowledge God not because His handiwork is difficult to perceive, but because in their wicked hearts they resent Him for who He is, and harbor the desire to be as little gods in their own right. If God exists, if the heavens declare His glory and the firmament shows His handiwork, then they can never claim godhood for themselves, and that’s something their hubris cannot allow.

No matter how altruistic some of these men might sound, in the end it’s all about defiance and rebellion. We can do a better job than the One who laid the foundations of the earth. We know better. So send some rockets into space to cover the atmosphere in dust, cut down all the forests, seed some clouds, attempt to do what only God can, and that way we can pretend to be gods ourselves. Once we become gods, then we answer to no one but ourselves, and do as we will without the nagging reminder that one day we too will stand before the judgment throne.

Men can pretend God doesn’t exist, but they are not doing so because they believe it to be so. They do it as a coping mechanism to drown out their conscience, and that ever-present reality that one day lived is one day closer to the grave, no matter how much they would want it to be otherwise.

The need to dismiss the reality of God is so great that they have to contrive existential crises which they can later claim to have a fix for so they can validate their hubris.

The oceans are rising; the oceans are rising! That’s the claim we’ve been hearing for thirty years now, and those who do not believe that God said, this far you may come, but no farther, and here you proud waves must stop, fell for it to the point of selling their beachfront homes and moving inland.

If the oceans do rise, it is by His will, and there is nothing man can do to stop it. If the oceans recede, it is likewise by His will, and once again, there is nothing man can do to stop it. God is in control and has been since before He laid the foundations of the earth.      

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr.