From the chair:
“Man puts his hand to the flinty rock
and overturns the mountains by the roots.
He cuts out channels in the rocks,
and his eye sees every precious thing.
He dams up the streams so that they do not trickle,
and the things that is hidden he brings out to light.
But where shall wisdom be found?
And where is the place of understanding?
Man does not know its worth,
and it is not found in the land of the living.
The deep says, ‘It is not in me,’
and the sea says, ‘It is not with me.’
It cannot be bought for gold,
and silver cannot be weighed as its price.”
We’re starting a new chronological Bible reading plan for 2016, and after taking us through the first chapters of Genesis, it sent us into Job. As I’ve started the morning with Job complaining and his friends condemning, I’ve wondered, Why do we read Job? This afternoon, I ran across one answer that may permanently contribute to my understanding of the book:
From the desk:
“Indeed the Book of Job avowedly only answers mystery with mystery. Job is comforted with riddles; but he is comforted. Herein is indeed a type, in the sense of a prophecy, of things speaking with authority. For when he who doubts can only say ‘I do not understand,’ it is true that he who knows can only reply or repeat ‘You do not understand.’ And under that rebuke there is always a sudden hope in the heart; and the sense of something that would be worth understanding.”
-G.K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man, originally published 1925, Ignatius ed., p.98
“The chair” is the one Annie aptly chose for the corner of our living room, and it’s where I am committed to daily hearing from God’s Word–the Word I above all else hope to speak to others. “The desk” is the one by my coffee grounds and spare charger (if I get to the library early enough); it’s where I have the privilege of reading and thinking all day, where I intend to learn for others’ sake.