Gird

"Gird up your loins like a man: I will question you and you let me know," Job 38:3.

That's God's opening line to human suffering. To bewildered man with an utterly upended life, God continued with questions: Where were you when I laid earth's foundation? Who gave the cosmos its measurements? Who determined its plumb line? What secures the earth, the universe? What's the core hold for it all? The first time the morning stars all sang together, when all creation shouted for joy, who set it all in place? Where were you, O Man? Where. Were. You? And then. And then, God's closing line to human suffering: A new sky and a new earth where God wipes away every tear. No more death. No mourning. No crying. Nor pain. Ever again. Secured by the passion of God's wounded son. Sky kingdom.

With a brother or sister today we kneel humbly giving thanks for the One whose chastisement makes us whole. Whose scars heal us. Thank you, God, for knowing better than we what we need to make us whole. And for doing it.