Job 27:18-23, “He builds his house like a moth, like a booth which a watchman makes. The rich man will lie down, but not be gathered up; he opens his eyes, and he is no more. Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest steals him away in the night. The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place. It hurls against him and does not spare; he flees desperately from its power. Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his place.”
The absence of
light leads those living in darkness to believe that darkness is all there is
to life. They cannot fathom the beauty of the light of Christ, nor can they
reconcile the joy of the believer with the misery they experience in their
daily lives.
They convince
themselves that status will make them happy, or money, or fame, only to
discover that after they’ve sacrificed their lives in pursuit of that one thing
they believed would fulfill them, it leaves them just as cold and empty as
before. Maybe the next thing will work, or maybe the one after that, is what
they tell themselves only to discover the same dead end, the same emptiness,
and the ever-present awareness that something is missing. Not something irrelevant
or tertiary, but something of paramount importance and of an existential
nature.
It is because
they cannot understand or perceive the joy that surpasses understanding that
the presence of Christ in one’s heart produces that they lash out, whether in
anger, frustration, bitterness, or resentment, and set out to demean, mock,
ridicule, and look down upon the followers of Jesus with all the vitriol they
can muster.
Their joy,
purpose, and fulfillment are anchored to the physical, to things they can touch
and hold and boast about, not understanding that any joy they might experience
is only temporary, a fleeting emotion that they will attempt to grasp anew only
to watch it slip through their fingers, perpetually chasing after the new
thing, almost instantly dissatisfied with the thing they strived to acquire and
sacrificed for, and believed would bring them both satisfaction and validation.
Those who have a
product to sell are overjoyed that the culture of consumerism this generation
has created has so engulfed the minds and hearts of most, because only in this
constant state of delusion that some new phone, car, or piece of clothing will
bring about this ever-elusive joy can they keep the hamsters on the hamster
wheel, perpetually dissatisfied with what they have, and greedily eying what
they don’t.
Some awake from
their stupor and, in a moment of epiphany, ask, to what end, but most feel
compelled to keep doing what they’ve always done, even though it never produces
different results.
If, for the past
six iterations, you were first in line for the newest version of the iPhone,
thinking this would be the moment you would know true joy, only to be
disheartened two days later, understand that the pattern will hold for the next
sixty iterations of it. The emotional rollercoaster will end the same way as
before, because nothing on earth satisfies, fulfills, or gives one purpose in
perpetuity.
This is the point
Job was trying to make to his friends, in the hope that they would see his
situation for what it was rather than throw him in the same basket as the wicked.
His joy never came from the things he possessed but from his relationship with
the Almighty. He did not see his wealth as any sort of validation, rather as a
blessing from God that He could take away as He saw fit, and Job would not
begrudge Him.
The things Job
was saying regarding the wicked were similar to what his three friends had said
about them, but though they may have been true, generally speaking, they were
not true when it came to Job. Sometimes we can speak a general truth to an individual
person, and though it may be factual, it does not apply to that person in that
moment, given their situation.
As a general rule,
telling someone to go for a walk as the weather allows is solid advice. It has
a multitude of health benefits: it’s good for your heart, and you may even get
some vitamin D. But when you tell someone in a wheelchair that they should be
walking more, it makes no sense and is useless advice.
Job’s friends had
tirelessly enumerated the lot of the wicked to him; the only problem was that
Job was not a wicked man as they’d concluded. Job, too, agreed with them that
the east wind carries the wicked away, sweeps him out of his place, hurls him,
and does not spare, but Job made it clear that he was not counted among them.
A man who trusts
in his possessions lives in constant fear of losing them. A man whose identity
is wrapped up in his position will be obsessed with solidifying it and ensuring
that no one can kick him off his perch. Any joy they might have had from having
achieved what their heart desired is summarily doused by the constant fear of
losing it.
The greatest
folly in this way of thinking is not acknowledging the reality that sooner or
later, whether in ten years or fifty, we will all return to the dust of the
earth, no matter how much we’ve built up, and squirreled away, or how high up
the corporate ladder we managed to climb. To place one’s hope in the things of
this earth, or to make what we possess the determining factor in whether we
have peace, joy, and fulfillment, is so myopic as to be pitiable.
1 John 2:17, “And
the world is passing away, and the lust of it; but he who does the will of God abides
forever.”
I don’t expect
those of the world to know better, but I do expect the household of faith to.
Our goals, desires, what animates us and gives us purpose must be different
than those of the world because we are no longer of the world but belong to God,
having been bought with a price, redeemed from darkness, and reconciled to Him.
With love in Christ,
Michael Boldea, Jr.