Job's words, the only words of a mortal in the chapter, grabbed me. Then Job answered the LORD: "I am unworthy—how can I reply to you? I put my hand over my mouth. I spoke once, but I have no answer— twice, but I will say no more" (3-5).
I cannot imagine an answer different from these.
If God questioned me, I cannot fathom being able to say anything more and I wonder if I could even say this much. Even without the questions God has been firing at Job, to be in the presence of the Almighty would I believe be overwhelming.
How could I a mere mortal even stand in God's presence?
How could I a mere mortal even stand in God's presence… without the covering of Jesus Christ?
For the umpteenth time in Job I find myself contemplating perfection… I find myself contemplating the glory and majesty of God.
I am speechless…
I have no words…
Oh, the glory and wonder of God… exalted in majesty… alone to be praised. Thank You, Lord God, for inviting me into Your presence through Jesus Christ, my Lord.
Praise be to You… the one and the only God, Supreme above all. Amen and amen.
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