Sunday Scripture Thoughts

The other evening, I was having a rough go of it. BBJ was cranky and screaming at everyone, SJ was just screaming, and I knew that (given the chance) I could out-scream both of them!

I took SJ and retreated to my room to nurse him in peace, hoping to lull him to sleep so I could eat a hot dinner.

I settled onto my bed and grabbed the only thing I could find to occupy myself - a set of scriptures on my nightstand, engraved with my name. They were a wedding gift from Lo Gung. Thinking that my frustrated heart might make an interesting challenge for God that evening, I flipped the book open and read the first thing I came to.

Job 7

1 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?

2 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:

3 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

4 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

6 My adays are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
(copied from the KJV at http://scriptures.lds.org/en/job/7)

I thought, now isn't that interesting! I'm definitely looking for a reward for my work. I'm pretty vain right now, and my nights are DEFINITELY weariome! When I lie down, I have no idea what time night will end for me...and, after months of storage, my sweaters have provided shelter for more than a few "worms". (Doh!!)

God does have a sense of humour...and I'm not the first person to be tested with screaming evenings. I don't know why I took so much comfort from these verses, but I did! Maybe because MY trials aren't going to come even close to killing me, and none of my friends have abandoned me - they think the little squirts are cute!!!