Lydia Phillips

>I’m ready to listen.

In Uncategorized on June 20, 2010 at 6:42 am


Baby Honya, hiding behind her mother.

God addressed Job next from the eye of the storm, and this is what he said:

I have some more questions for you,
and I want straight answers.

“Do you presume to tell me what I’m doing wrong?

Are you calling me a sinner so you can be a saint?
Do you have an arm like my arm?

Can you shout in thunder the way I can?

Go ahead, show your stuff.

Let’s see what you’re made of, what you can do.

Unleash your outrage.
Target the arrogant and lay them flat.
Target the arrogant and bring them to their knees.
Stop the wicked in their tracks—make mincemeat of them!
Dig a mass grave and dump them in it—
faceless corpses in an unmarked grave.

I’ll gladly step aside and hand things over to you—
you can surely save yourself with no help from me!”

If you’ve never read the conversation between God and Job, take a few minutes and check it out.

The last chapters of Job have been some of my very favorite parts of the Bible for a long,long time. Basically, Job (and some of his friends) spend the first 38 chapters crying out to God for answers to suffering and injustice. Right at the very end God comes in, sassy as can be, demanding answers from Job! Instead of answering the way Job wants, God demands to know why he owes Job answers at all. Its the most wonderful, ranting, snarky response from the Creator of the Universe to this little guy on earth (very much like you and me!) and he doesn’t hold back anything.

(If you didn’t read it the first time–go back! take a second, read it and you’ll understand)

Sometimes I feel a lot like Job! Not because of my life, but sometimes I just want answers for suffering. I want to know why things happen and why things don’t happen and if things are going to change (if they are, when?). I want to do exactly what God is saying, Target the arrogant and lay them flat.Target the arrogant and bring them to their knees, Stop the wicked in their tracks—make mincemeat of them!” I want to work to end injustice and hurt, and I want answers. I have a tendency to push my nose into matters I don’t understand, blindly assuming my perception is all that exists in the matter.

Because sometimes I meet people like baby Gesh and her mother.

Gesh has heart disease (and cleft palate). Her mother’s dealing with the reality that her baby girl is dying. Her tiny, beautiful daughter.

I feel like by this time in the summer some of you are thinking, “What did you think you signed up for? You’re interning with an organization that helps kids with heart disease!”

And you’re right! I should understand that the kids I meet are pretty much all very, very sick. But you haven’t met Gesh. You haven’t met her mother.

So I’m thankful that Job questioned God. Mostly I’m thankful he did it first, and I don’t have to. I’m learning from Job’s response to God, because I think he’s right. He said:

I’m convinced: You can do anything and everything.

Nothing and no one can upset your plans.
You asked, ‘Who is this muddying the water,
ignorantly confusing the issue, second-guessing my purposes?’
I adm
it it. I was the one. I babbled on about things far beyond me,
made small talk about
wonders way over my head.

So, sometimes I just need to remember that. Nothing and no one can upset God’s plans. I know so little. Stop second-guessing God’s purposes. Stop babbling about wonders that are way over my head.

“Surely I spoke of things I did not understand,
things too wonderful for me to know.”
-Job 42:3

  1. >I don't know what to comment. But I read it. And I'm processing it.

  2. >I'm there with you Lydia. I see kids in this ward with hoses running into their noses. I.V. poles being dragged along side their strollers. I feel thankful to have had 18 years with my fantastic son, yet I hurt for him and all of these kids. I ask why, every day and every night I ask why. It hurts my soul.Yet, I do acknowledge God as our creator. Our fortress, our refuge, my God in whom I trust. How can I possibly know his will? Lydia, when I am at struggling the most I think of the verse, 'Be still and know that I am God' or in another version it says 'Cease striving and know that I am God' That carries me through many of my hardest nights.Love you so much and am so proud of you and your entire family.Uncle Kevin

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