Mrs. Job
He is blameless
A man of integrity
A man respected by all
So
why has he lost all?
I
loved him, I truly did
Some
may wonder at this love
That
lasted only as long
as he
had the world at his feet
When
we lost the donkeys
I
wasn’t worried
Then
the sheep...
Not
enough reason to weep
Then
the camels....
I
thought “all is not well”
Then
the children
Swept
away by a mighty wind
Now I
am really crushed
But
what does my husband do?
Afflicted,
bereaved, in pain
He
worships!
He
still worships God?!
“Curse
God and die!”
I
screamed at him
I was
his wife
But I
forgot to be a wife
I
forgot that wife means helper
I
forgot that wife means encourager
In my
pain and loss
I
forgot to be a wife
I am
Mrs. Job...
Beautiful piece.
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