Job 3:23-26
Why is life given to a man
whose way is hidden,
whom God has hedged in?
For sighing has become my daily food;
my groans pour out like water.
What I feared has come upon me;
what I dreaded has happened to me.
I have no peace, no quietness;
I have no rest, but only turmoil.”
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People of the past and future share our despair, times when all else fails. Questions plague our thoughts, spreading festering boils. Silence aches.
When your life feels like Job’s, what is your prayer?
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