Job was righteous, not just upright
God saw these facts and was pleased
Job was generous, blessed and bright
was his home, children numbering ten
Yet this man of God was punished hard
Lost his herds and grown daughters and sons
Almost overnight; pure remained his heart
He cursed God not, only his own birth
His three friends could not see the facts
They could not, mortal as we all
Failed to see how Satan's attacks
Allowed God to test Job, you and me
To prove that Job loved God selflessly
God allowed the Fallen one to do his worst
Take away all the dignity, property
That had been a blessing Job had earned
Could it happen still, when God tests love
You and I have, and challenged by Satan
To purify each of us, we would anguish like Job:
Don't count on salvation until it is fully won
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"Could it happen?"... I'm a living, breathing, testifying witness that not only CAN it happen, it DOES happen. And I STILL work out my salvation in fear and trembling... even as my life is being restored to me double. Very well written, Brother.
My sister Joyce, thanks so much for understanding my angusih. I followed with a poem of today, Easter Monday, 3-28-05. Together in these essay-poems, my anguish and my bliss through Jesus is demonstrated/testified.
