Back in the days of Job, -all his so-called comforting companions & suppose to be family, had to offer were hollow words in the form of philosophical meanderings and theoretical concepts. That brought him no relief, no break in his misery......
Philosophical words fall flat when they're mouthed to those in misery.
When a mediator can't be found, futile searches won't give us Hope.....
We're surrounded by people today on a search for hope to go on . . .
-to make it through the maze of their misery.
Many of them long for a mediator, someone who can represent their cause and plead their case.
You may be that person.
If so, you can know what Job didn't know.
The mediator he longed for is not only alive, He is available and ready to hear your story. Unlike Job's friends, He's no philosopher.
He's the Redeemer.
His name is Jesus.
Anyone who comes to Him for comfort will find it.
He has more mercy than you & I might have misery, together......
Shalom
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