GPiper
October 24th 2003, 06:24 AM
Perhaps today you’ll discover that peace can be an illusion created by evil forces designed to rob you of the true peace that bathes and fills the earth. Perhaps today you’ll discover that adversities too are an illusion created in our own minds as Jesus Christ seeks to give us the true peace that bathes and fills the earth.
Perhaps today the words spoken long ago by a man well acquainted with peace and with adversity named Job will ring true in your life, perhaps you’ll discover or rediscover the identity of the “defender”, the “Interpreter” spoken of below.
“I was living at peace,” (Job said), “Until he made me totter, taking me by the neck to shatter me. He has set me up as his target: he shoots his arrows at me from all sides, pitilessly pierces my loins, and pours my gall out on the ground. Breach after breach he drives through me, charging on me like a warrior. I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, thrown my forehead in the dust. My face is red with tears, and shadow dark as death covers my eyelids. Nonetheless, my hands are free of violence, and my prayer is pure. Cover not my blood, O earth, and let my cry mount without cease! Henceforth I have a witness in heaven, my defender is there on high. Interpreter of my thoughts there with God, before whom flow my tears, Let my anguish plead the cause of a man at grips with God, just as a man might defend his fellow.” {Job 16:12 - 16:21 NJB}
The Arrow’s of God always bring strength, healing, and peace!
Thank you Jesus, my Defender, my Interpreter.
Gary
Perhaps today the words spoken long ago by a man well acquainted with peace and with adversity named Job will ring true in your life, perhaps you’ll discover or rediscover the identity of the “defender”, the “Interpreter” spoken of below.
“I was living at peace,” (Job said), “Until he made me totter, taking me by the neck to shatter me. He has set me up as his target: he shoots his arrows at me from all sides, pitilessly pierces my loins, and pours my gall out on the ground. Breach after breach he drives through me, charging on me like a warrior. I have sewn sackcloth over my skin, thrown my forehead in the dust. My face is red with tears, and shadow dark as death covers my eyelids. Nonetheless, my hands are free of violence, and my prayer is pure. Cover not my blood, O earth, and let my cry mount without cease! Henceforth I have a witness in heaven, my defender is there on high. Interpreter of my thoughts there with God, before whom flow my tears, Let my anguish plead the cause of a man at grips with God, just as a man might defend his fellow.” {Job 16:12 - 16:21 NJB}
The Arrow’s of God always bring strength, healing, and peace!
Thank you Jesus, my Defender, my Interpreter.
Gary