Job CCCXXVI

 Job 38:19-30, “Where is the way of the dwelling light? And darkness, where is its place, that you may take it to its territory, that you may know the paths to its home? Do you know it, because you were born then, or because the number of your days is great? Have you entered the treasury of snow, or have you seen the treasury of hail, which I have reserved for the time of trouble, for the day of battle and war? By what way is light diffused, or the east wind scattered over the earth? Who has divided a channel for the overflowing water, or a path for the thunderbolt, to cause it to rain on a land where there is no one, a wilderness in which there is no man; to testify the desolate waste, and cause to spring for the growth of tender grass? Has the rain a father? Or who has begotten the drops of dew? From whose womb comes the ice? And the frost of heaven, who gives it birth? The waters harden like stone, and the surface of the deep is frozen.”

There are individuals roaming about today who believe they are perfectly within their rights to argue, question, disagree, debate with, and go toe-to-toe with God on a variety of topics He has already made clear where He stands in His word. I have come to believe that such individuals do not fully understand who they are dealing with, whom they are attempting to debate and disagree with, for if they did, if they understood that they’re trying to get smart with the One who divided a channel for the overflowing waters and a path for the thunderbolt, they would be more reticent to do so.

The angels, the elders, the living creatures all bow down, fall on their faces, cry out holy, holy, holy, but man regularly decides to square up to God and insist that He change for their sake rather than they for His sake, because it would be easier for them in the long run. Anyone who chooses the way of rebellion isn’t fooling anyone but themselves, especially not God, who refuses to deal with you as with a toddler, because you aren’t one.

False shepherds have infantilized the sheep to the point that they remain in a perpetual state of spiritual lethargy, because one who is barely alive, barely animated, is far easier to control and manipulate than one who stands in the fullness of the power of the Holy Spirit, fully armored and ready for battle.

What’s worse is that some get resentful when another’s zeal exposes their own apathy. Rather than encourage the sheep to press in, seek out, grow, and mature, they grow combative and begin a campaign of undermining them and ever so slowly shun them as though they were the problem.

If you’ve found a church with a shepherd that insists it is your duty and obligation to study the Word, to spend time in prayer, to build up your most holy faith, to press in, and desire more of God with each passing day, be thankful. No, he’s not giving you homework to add something new to your already burgeoning workload; he is genuinely interested in your spiritual well-being.

But isn’t he paid to feed me? No, he’s not. His duty is to rightly divide the Word and present it to you. It’s your job to feed yourself. It’s your obligation to take the truth of God’s Word and allow it to nourish you, take root in your heart, and transform you.

If an adult enjoys the act of spoon-feeding another adult, it’s not because they’re being gracious and charitable; it’s because they like the implied control that being in charge of what another consumes, and how much of it they consume, brings them. There are no gatekeepers to the Word of God. At any time during any given day, you can pick up your Bible, sit down somewhere quiet, and begin to consume it for yourself.

Yes, there is a place for pastors, teachers, evangelists, and preachers, but their duty isn’t to baby you into the kingdom; it’s to provide the necessary tools to make you a warrior for the kingdom.

The more God reveals His attributes to Job, the more in awe of Him we should be. Whether His omnipotence, sovereignty, or power, upon reading the things God says about Himself, we cannot remain indifferent or unchanged.

God is not a one-hit wonder. He didn’t chance upon a hum-worthy tune in the 90s and has since been living off the royalties. Man may be the crowning jewel of God’s creation, the only created being to be made in His image and after His likeness, but the rest of creation is no less than staggering in both size and scope once we begin to line item all the things He references.

God speaks of things only He would know, such as the treasury of snow and hail, which to someone living in the desert would have been as mysterious and unfathomable as autonomous self-driving vehicles to someone living in the 16oos.

Given the region Job lived in, it is unlikely he’d ever seen snow for himself. You don’t get a lot of blizzards in the desert. Sandstorms? Sure, there are plenty of those, but as far as snow is concerned, that would have been as impossible to fathom for Job as rain had been to Noah.

Sometimes God says things the mind of man cannot perceive or understand. That does not make it any less true, real, or viable. Just because I’ve never seen something or grasped how it could possibly function does not invalidate it or mean that it cannot exist.

Through it all, Job never attempted to interrupt. He never raised his hand and asked what snow was, or what the springs of the seas were, or how the water can harden like stone and the surface of the deep freeze. He sat and listened, in awe of the God he served, relieved and refreshed that He was speaking to him once more.

Yes, God is a good Father, but that’s not all He is. If we reduce Him down to that one attribute, great and noble as that one thing might be, we will never see Him in all His majesty and grandeur. There is thought and intent put into the smallest detail, including a path for the thunderbolt. Yes, to you and me it may seem random, but God says it isn’t. Even something as commonplace as a thunderbolt has a predetermined path, one that God took into account and willed for His own purpose. That is the God we serve. If you are in awe of Him, it is a well-deserved awe.         

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr. 

Job CCCXXV

 Job 38:12-18, “Have you commanded the morning since your days began, and caused the dawn to know its place, that it might take hold of the ends of the earth, and the wicked be shaken out of it? It takes on form like clay under a seal, and stands out like a garment. From the wicked their light is withheld, and the upraised arm is broken. Have you entered the springs of the sea? Or have you walked in search of the depths? Have the gates of death been revealed to you? Or have you seen the doors of the shadow of death? Have you comprehended the breadth of the earth? Tell Me, if you know all this.”

Had there been any pride left in Job, had his ego still had a say in the decision-making process or sway over his actions, with every question God posed, they would have shrunk a little more. Some men think highly of themselves. Whether deservedly or otherwise, the arrogance on display in certain situations is jarring, and you can quickly surmise that how they view themselves and what they believe their influence to be far exceeds the reality of their station.

If your self-worth derives from having the biggest house in Louisiana, so much so that you have to boast about it on national television while grinning that Cheshire cat grin, you may be great in your own eyes, but a minnow in a shark tank when it comes to wielding true power beyond your regional ecosystem.

God wasn’t boasting as He asked Job His series of questions. He wasn’t trying to impress Job or his friends because there was no need or purpose in doing so. He wasn’t even trying to establish dominance, because that went without saying. He was stating facts in the form of questions, not to prove Himself, but rather to reveal Himself in the fullness of who He is.

If you go to a specialist and he introduces himself as a cardio thoracic surgeon, he isn’t boasting; he is informing you of why he is qualified to crack your chest open and fiddle around with your beating heart. Your response shouldn’t be, “Good for you, I bet your mom’s really proud,” because it was not his intention to impress you or make you feel inferior, but to make you understand that he had the knowledge, qualifications, and ability to perform a complicated procedure that you may require. Unless one is wholly unaware of the specialties in the medical field, one would likely be less at ease if the man had introduced himself as a proctologist and then gone on to explain what open-heart surgery entails.   

This is who I am: I commanded the morning since days began, and caused the dawn to know its place that it may take hold of the ends of the earth. I have entered the springs of the sea and walked in search of the depths. I have seen the doors of the shadow of death, and comprehended the breadth of the earth. These are just some of My qualifications, not exhaustive or complete by any means, but we’re just getting started.

The only word in the English lexicon that comes close to describing God in all His wonder is majesty, and even that seems paltry and insufficient when considering this chapter in the book of Job.

Perhaps the only chapter in the entirety of the Bible that surpasses Job in describing the sheer awe, majesty, and grandeur of the God we serve is the fourth chapter of Revelation. While in Job we see God detailing His attributes, in Revelation we bear witness to how John saw and perceived the throne room of heaven, as well as He who sat upon the throne, and it is no less than humbling.

How can we not fall on our faces before such a One? How can we not be humbled into the dust as we read of the twenty-four elders falling down before Him, worshipping Him who lives forever and ever, and casting their crowns before the throne?

Whenever anyone tries to project an image of God as some lowly, lonely, grandfatherly type endlessly toying with His beard, having nothing to do but whittle away the hours, so desperate for a little company that He randomly teleports people to heaven just to have someone to talk to, reacquaint yourself with the fourth chapter of Revelation and see how utterly absurd those claims are in comparison to the reality taking place in heaven.

God isn’t lonely; He isn’t isolated; He isn’t desperate for company of any kind because He is tired of hearing the echo of His footsteps in the empty halls of heaven. Contrary to some modern-day teaching, God didn’t send Jesus because He grew bored with the four living creatures of the twenty-four elders who cry, “You are worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honor and power,” but because He loved His creation and wanted to see it reconciled to Him. It is love that guided God’s decision, not loneliness.

God wasn’t trying to make Job feel small, just like someone who tells you they can bench four plates on each side isn’t trying to make you feel small for barely pushing the bar off the rack. God is who He is and will not diminish His attributes, power, or authority because declaring who He is would make someone feel inferior. You will never be God, and neither will I. This is a well-established truth that some have tried to circumvent, and in their quest to elevate themselves, given that they cannot ascend or attain godhood, they make it their life’s mission to diminish, minimize, and shrink the attributes and sovereignty of God.

If I stand before one of the pyramids at Giza, shrug my shoulders, and insist I’m not at all impressed by either their size or structure, it does not diminish the pyramid itself in any way. The problem lies with me for not acknowledging its ingenuity, size, or scope. The same goes for God. Just because some men insist He is less than what He is, it does not diminish Him in any form or fashion.

He commands the morning, and causes the dawn to know its place. He spoke every living thing into existence by the power of His word. All things exist and were created by His will, but sure, Aunt Mildred, you sat on His throne and even beat Him at a game of rock, paper, scissors. Perhaps He was distracted in the moment, for surely the God who knows the end from the beginning would have seen you would play rock to His scissors.      

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr. 

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.  

Job CCCXXIII

 Job 38:1-3, “Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind, and said: ‘Who is this who darkens counsel by words without knowledge? Now prepare yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer Me.”

You’ve undoubtedly said too much when God has to step in. There is a great divide between how Elihu saw himself and the words he spoke, and how God perceived them. While Elihu unashamedly declared that his lips uttered pure knowledge, God’s assessment was that the darkened counsel was by words without knowledge. Wise in his own eyes he might have been, but that didn’t make it true.

As someone who’s already seen a movie you’re watching, and they can’t help themselves, would say, we’re getting to the good part. Job had suffered the disrespect of his wife and his three friends, had been accused of wickedness he never committed, but Elihu’s bloviating seemed to be the straw that broke the camel’s back, and God stepped in.

Who is this who darkens counsel by words without knowledge? You may have a stronger constitution than I, but if God ever said that about me, I would deflate quicker than a popped balloon. Any haughtiness, pride, or high opinion of his own wisdom Elihu might have had was stripped away in one sentence. This was not a conciliatory question, nor was it formed in such a way that one would conclude that Elihu was partially right. All of his machinations, his attempted self-promotion, and his insistence that he knew better than Job flew out the window the moment God spoke.

Some have posed the question of why God would choose to speak to Job out of the whirlwind when He spoke to Elijah in a still, small voice. Short answer, because God does as He wills, speaks as He wills, and speaks when He wills.

As far as Elijah is concerned, God did not speak to him in the howling winds that broke the rocks in pieces, nor did He speak to him in the earthquake or the fire, but chose to do so in a still, small voice. The big takeaway here is a lesson we should all take to heart: do not assume God spoke until you know God spoke!

If Elijah did not know the voice of God, he could have presumed that the strong wind that tore into the mountains and broke the rocks into pieces was God trying to send him a message, and would have spent the rest of his days trying to decipher what the message was. Then the earthquake, then the fire, and had he not been still and waited for the voice of the Lord, clear and undeniable, by the time the still small voice spoke, he would have been a knot of confusion trying to interpret something which had no deeper meaning than that it was wind, earthquake, and fire.

When God speaks to His servants, it is clear. When men look for the voice of God when He has not spoken, everything from an oddly shaped cloud to a turkey crossing the road holds a deeper meaning, and rather than wait patiently for God to speak, they sprint down rabbit trails, creating an entire narrative around something that had no deeper meaning or spiritual implications.

I saw a squirrel in a tree; what does it mean, I wonder? That a squirrel was in a tree. That’s it. There’s nothing mystical going on; there’s no deeper meaning. You just happened to hear the rustling of leaves, looked up, and saw a squirrel.

We are bondservants of Christ, warriors of the cross, sons and daughters of Almighty God, not simpletons looking for the universe to send us a sign whether we should risk eating the expired can of tuna in the pantry.

When God speaks, you’ll know it whether He chooses to do so in a still small voice or out of the whirlwind, as was the case with Job. The issue at hand is knowing His voice so that when He speaks, you will know it's Him regardless of the manner in which He chooses to do so.

There should be no ambiguity as to whether God spoke or not, or whether or not it was Him. His sheep know His voice, and His voice is unique. There’s a difference between knowing you received a message from the Lord and hoping that you did, thinking that you did, or presuming that you did. Worse still are those who grow impatient, think God is taking too long in speaking, and presume to speak on His behalf, insisting that they know His thoughts and their opinions are just as valid as God’s own words. Not to belabor the point, but Elihu believed he knew the mind of God as well, and look how that turned out.

Few things could top the harsh rebuke of having God single you out and declare that you have darkened counsel by words without knowledge. When God steps in, everything changes. Every well-formulated narrative, every well-constructed theory, they all crumble under the weight of truth. Not some arbitrary truth, not some subjective truth, but the truth that comes from the mouth of God Himself.

After dealing with Elihu in no more than one sentence, God turns His sights on Job and tells him to prepare himself like a man because He has some questions for him, and not answering them is not an option. You shall answer Me! That’s as declarative as it gets, and Job had no option but to do as God commanded. If anything, hearing the voice of God was an unspeakable relief to Job. It is what his heart yearned for throughout the season of silence, and now, finally, God had spoken.

One thing that cannot go unmentioned is that even when God was silent, Job was faithful. Even when God seemed distant and far off, Job held tight to his integrity. Even when all seemed lost, Job clung to the hope that his relationship with God had fostered, to the point of remaining faithful when to human reason his faithfulness was fruitless and pointless.

We’ve all had our dry seasons. We’ve all had those moments when God is silent, and things seem to be spiraling out of control, and that is when the faith that we’ve built up over the years sustains us and gives us the endurance necessary to weather the storm.

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr.  

Job CCCXXII

 Job 37:14-24, “Listen to this, O Job; Stand still and consider the wondrous works of God. Do you know when God dispatches them, and causes the light of His cloud to shine? Do you know how the clouds are balanced, those wondrous works of Him who is perfect in knowledge? Why are your garments hot, when He quiets the earth by the south wind? With Him, have you spread out the skies, strong as a cast metal mirror? Teach us what we should say to Him, for we can prepare nothing because of the darkness. Should He be told that I wish to speak? If a man were to speak, surely he would be swallowed up. Even now men cannot look at the light when it is bright in the skies, when the wind has passed and cleared them. He comes from the north as golden splendor; with God is awesome majesty. As for the Almighty, we cannot find Him; He is excellent in power, in judgment and abundant justice; He does not oppress. Therefore men fear Him; He shows no partiality to any who are wise of heart.”

By the end of his heated and impassioned oratory, one gets the sense that Elihu realized he’d gotten ahead of his skis. He’d assumed, presumed, taken it upon himself to speak on God’s behalf, insisted that pure knowledge flowed from his lips, then wondered as if to himself, Should God be told that I wish to speak? Should I have gotten permission to say what I said, rather than assuming I knew the mind of God and the entirety of his plan for Job?

Even with that small dose of self-awareness, however, Elihu can’t help himself. He couldn’t stop himself from condescending to Job, insisting that Job teach them what they should say to God. It was not an honest request or a sincere desire to know how to approach God, but more akin to, well, if you’re so smart and so spiritual, why don’t you teach us what we should say to the Almighty? If you have all the answers, clue us in.

The problem is that Job never claimed to have all the answers. He was distraught at God’s silence and did not understand why he had been allowed to suffer the misfortunes he’d suffered. Even so, he neither found fault with God nor did he sin with his lips in his suffering. This was not something Job claimed; it is something God said.

It is frightening to see so many superimpose their opinions over God’s will, insisting that they are one and the same. Oftentimes, the opinions differ wildly from what Scripture declares to be the truth, but that doesn’t stop some from insisting that they know better, or that they are on equal footing with the Almighty when it comes to declaring what is pleasing in His sight and what He finds abhorrent. Men might be allowed to ramble on for a season, but in the end, God will have the last word. He will have His say, and He will judge with righteous judgment.

It is true, God shows no partiality to any who are wise of heart, for wisdom in and of itself is not something that God weighs in the scales when declaring a man blameless and upright. God sees the hearts of men, as they are, without artifice or pretense, and it is the heart, its focus, desires, and yearnings that He judges. Has the heart been transformed? Has it been regenerated? Has it been born again and set upon the path of sanctification, or does it remain as it ever was, as the individual in whom the heart beats boasts of his own righteousness?

Lest anyone think I am judging Elihu harshly, go back to when he was first introduced, and see the spirit in which he approached Job and his three friends. Within the span of three verses, we are told no less than three times that the wrath of Elihu was aroused against Job and his three friends, and it persisted throughout his monologue.

Angry people say dumb things. When one’s wrath is stirred, they don’t take the time to consider what they’re saying or whether it's factual and true. The anger dulls their senses, it unbridles the tongue, and they let fly, without a shred of humility, meekness, or self-awareness. Elihu wasn’t powered by Red Bull or caffeine; he was powered by wrath, and for five chapters he did everything he could to convince Job of his guilt, even though Job knew himself to be innocent.

Notwithstanding the oddity that Elihu appears on the scene, as if out of nowhere, spends a considerable amount of time slinging mud, and just as readily disappears and is mentioned no more, his presence was just another opportunity for the enemy to attempt to whittle down Job’s resolve. The enemy isn’t picky about who he uses to achieve his objectives. The ends are all that matter, and the means are a triviality as far as he is concerned.

Some within the leadership of the contemporary church have convinced themselves that God operates in a similar fashion, and as long as the pews are full and the electric bill gets paid, the way they conduct themselves is irrelevant. That in itself is a snare, and one many a soul has fallen into, and we see the aftereffects, the collateral damage, and the destruction such individuals leave in their wake. The Biblical standard is there for a reason. What God requires of His own was established for a purpose, and when men lose sight of this and justify their rebellion by pointing to the size of their church or ministry, it’s only a matter of time before they are exposed for all the world to see, and yet another mark is suffered by the household of faith.

The difference between knowing about God, His attributes, His might, or His perfect knowledge, and knowing God personally and intimately, is that one who knows God obeys Him in all things, while one who knows about God attempts to justify himself based on his own understanding of who God is and what He requires. Elihu knew more than most of his time about the attributes of God, but as far as knowing Him, he admitted to his own ignorance.

Just because someone is loud and brash doesn’t mean they’re right. Just because someone speaks about God, it doesn’t mean they know Him. It’s in the good fruit one produces that you can determine a good tree from a bad one. Everything else is noise. A good tree that produces good fruit will defer to the One in whom it is planted, knowing that the good fruit isn’t of their own making or design, but by His alone. A bad tree that produces bad fruit will never give God the glory rightly His, but attempt to elevate themselves, seeking the praise and honor of men rather than to be well-pleasing in the sight of God.    

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr. 

Job CCCXXI

 Job 37:6-13, “For he says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth’; likewise to the gentle rain and the heavy rain of His strength. He seals the hand of every man, that all men may know His work. The beasts go into dens, and remain in their lairs. From the chamber of the south comes the whirlwind, and cold from the scattering winds of the north. By the breath of God ice is given, and the broad waters are frozen. Also with moisture He saturates the thick clouds; He scatters His bright clouds. And they swirl about, being turned by His guidance, that they may do whatever He commands them on the face of the whole earth. He causes it to come, whether for correction, or for His land, or for mercy.”

It’s not uncommon for a man to be capable of speaking profound things while seemingly, within the same breath, speaking profoundly untrue things. Every discourse, and everything someone says, must stand on its own merits, individually, and not be influenced by previous oration, always meticulously filtered through the prism of God’s word to determine its veracity.

If one is diligent in searching the Scripture to determine whether what they heard is true, it will save them much heartache, confusion, and bitterness in the long run. It doesn’t matter who the individual is; if what they are saying is contrary to the Word of God, then they are not to be believed, and their message ought not to be allowed to take root in your heart.

For those possessing both time and patience, you can take the teachings of an individual who is demonstrably contrary to what the Word teaches, and trace it back to when they started going sideways and saying things that were no longer profound, but profoundly anti-biblical, to the point that, given enough time, they begin to teach abject heresy. Some of them did start out surefooted and rooted in the Word, only to end up tailoring their sermons to suit the wants of the sheep rather than the needs of the flock. Others didn’t even bother searching out the truth but, from the jump, began teaching fanciful imaginings whose genesis was their own bellies rather than any divine revelation or knowledge.

It’s those who started out on the right path only to swerve off it who pose the greatest danger to the household of faith, especially if those who are receiving and absorbing their teaching are not diligent in studying Scripture for themselves and in making certain that the two are in harmony.

Yes, men can stray from the truth of the gospel, and they do so more often than we would like to admit. If my baseline for whether I believe them is a sermon I heard ten years ago that was grounded in truth, rather than what they are currently teaching compared to the Word of God, it is more likely that I will swallow the bitter poison rather than reject it wholesale.

Elihu wasn’t entirely wrong in what he said. It would have been too obvious had this been the case. There are sparks of insight and glimmers of wisdom in his oratory, but for every true thing he says about God, he injects his own opinions and judgments about Job, using the nuggets of truth as a means of justifying them.

The duty of a servant is to rightly divide the Word and preach the gospel, not to use the gospel as a foil to support his far-flung theories. As far as examples go, there are plenty to be had, but generally speaking, you’ll know something is off when the individual is more adamant about protecting his pet doctrine than about lifting up the name of Jesus. When the entirety of their ministry revolves around a tertiary issue that has no bearing on salvation, insisting that it is, in fact, a salvific issue when the Bible clearly says it isn’t, you’ll know that they’re in the weeds and are attempting to build their own kingdom while pretending to build up God’s kingdom.

You don’t understand, brother. Unless you wear sandals and a linen tunic every day of your life, you cannot see the Kingdom of God. But that’s not what Jesus said! Well, He just didn’t get around to it, but that’s the key to the Kingdom that has been kept hidden from the masses. We’ve even made it convenient for you. You can visit our online store to purchase a tunic and sandals at a competitive price.

Every day, you say? Yes, every day. But I live in Wisconsin, and the winters are brutal. Hard to think I won’t turn into an ice cube in -25-degree weather with heavy winds. Ah, but that’s where faith comes in, my friend. Put on the tunic, strap on the sandals, and brave the snow to prove your faith. But why not just put on a parka and some boots? Because you would be proving yourself unworthy and lacking faith.

Any performative act required by men to prove their faith to men is folly and not Biblical. It’s neither my job nor a Scriptural requirement to jump through hoops to prove my faith to another. My faith is in God, and only He can measure it accurately.

This is, in essence, what Elihu was demanding of Job: prove your faith to me! Prove your innocence to me! Prove that I have judged you wrongly and you are not the wicked man I believe you to be! By what authority do I demand these things? My own, but if it makes you more cooperative, let’s just say I’m speaking on behalf of God. Did He send you? Did He speak to you? Did God give you the leeway to speak on His behalf? Well, no, but it sounds better than saying I’m just a random guy who decided to take a swipe at you.

One thing Elihu was right about, and it is something worth noting: God is sovereign. He causes it to come, whether for correction, or for His land, or for mercy, whatever that thing might be. Couple that with the blessed assurance that we have a good Father, one whose love for us is beyond dispute, and we can be at peace even in the darkest of days and strongest of storms.   

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr. 

Job CCCXX

 Job 37:1-5, “At this also my heart trembles, and leaps from its place. Hear attentively the thunder of His voice, and the rumbling that comes from His mouth. He sends it forth under the whole heaven, His lightning to the ends of the earth. After it a voice roars; he thunders with His majestic voice, and He does not restrain them when His voice is heard. God thunders marvelously with His voice; He does great things which we cannot comprehend.”

If there is one redeeming quality about Elihu, it’s that he did believe in God. He did not think everything came about accidentally, some serendipitous cosmic alignment that put everything in its place with such precision as to make a Swiss watchmaker blush with shame. If not for his repeated attempts to promote himself and his insistence that he knew the mind of God when he clearly didn’t, he would even be a sympathetic figure to some degree.

At least part of him knew he was full of hot air because he contradicted himself repeatedly when it came to hearing from God or knowing Him on an intimate level that went beyond mere platitudes. Though he claimed to speak on God’s behalf, insisting that he was certain of Job’s guilt, Elihu goes on to say that God does great things which we cannot comprehend. That he would not allow for the possibility that this was just such a case, wherein God was doing something that he could not comprehend, thereby abstaining from giving his opinion, veiled in the pretense that it was God’s judgment rather than his own, confirms that Elihu had a bone to pick with Job, for whatever reason, and this was his opportunity to twist the knife.

Elihu’s entire treatise, however, highlights a deeper issue with which much of today’s church must contend: the realization that there is a difference between knowing about God and knowing God on a personal level.

As James would later state, even the demons believe and tremble. Belief in God isn’t what saves; being born again does. If an individual believes in the existence of God, but does not take the prescribed steps the Bible sets forth for him to be saved, sanctified, and reconciled to God, he has not been transformed or regenerated, but simply holds to an intellectual acknowledgment that there is a Creator; there is a God.

Upon approaching Jesus, Nicodemus acknowledged that he, along with the other Pharisees, knew He was a teacher come from God, for no one could do the signs He did unless God was with Him. They didn’t presume, they didn’t hope, they knew God had sent Him, and rather than thanking him for the compliment and confirming that he was right, Jesus said to him: “Most assuredly, I say to you, unless one is born again, he cannot see the kingdom of God.”

Believing Jesus was special is not enough. Believing He did signs is not enough. Believing he was a prophet or a wise man is not enough. Believing in the existence of God is not enough. You must be born again! It’s not an option, nor is it a take-it-or-leave-it proposition absent afferent consequence; it is imperative. Unless one is born again, one cannot see the kingdom of God! There’s no wiggle room there; there are no hypotheticals that Jesus alludes to where someone can bypass being born again.

Men today are fond of playing the what-if game, thinking they can stump God or find a nonexistent loophole, wherein they can see the kingdom of God without being born again. Professing to be wise, they become fools in the truest sense of the word, believing wholeheartedly that they can argue, demand, or sneak their way into heaven.

Either Jesus lied, or He didn’t, when He said you must be born again to enter the kingdom of God. If He lied about this, then everything else He said is suspect, because eternity is the greatest of issues one must contend with. If He didn’t lie, then no amount of bloviating or throwing out hypothetical situations will change the reality of what He said.

Shocking as it may seem, once you strip away the hyperbole, presupposition, feelings, emotions, and opinion, it boils down to one simple question: Did Jesus speak the truth when He said that you must be born again to see the kingdom of God?

As for me, the answer is an unequivocal yes, because of who He is, and the lengths to which He went on the cross that man might be reconciled to God. Once we’ve established that, then everything falls into place. Everything in my life must be in service to the singular ideal of denying myself, picking up my cross, and following after Him, for He has bought me, redeemed me, cleansed me, and set me upon the path that I must follow.

The notion that one who is saved and sanctified can remain inactive and unresponsive to the urging of the Holy Spirit to draw ever closer to God is anathema and has no biblical foundation. To be transformed is to be changed. To be born again is to die to your old self. To follow after Jesus is to do away with anything and everything that would inhibit you from doing so or stunt your progress and spiritual growth.

We treat too flippantly the thing for which the Son of God was born, lived, suffered, bled, and died that we might attain. We serve Him when it suits us, pray when there’s nothing else vying for our attention, read Scripture when there’s nothing good on the television, yet still have the temerity to insist that we are soldiers of the cross, fully committed, faithful to the end, and ready to receive our marching orders.

Perhaps God isn’t doing the things He once did among His people not because He can no longer do them, as though He were contractually obligated to stop doing what He’s always done, but because those claiming to be His pay Him lip service while living their lives in a manner unworthy of the gospel of Christ, wherein no glory or honor is brought to His name. It may be a hard pill to swallow, but perhaps the problem isn’t with God; it’s with us.          

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr.