How then can a mortal be righteous before God?
How can one born of woman be pure?
Job 25:4 (NIV)
The debate between Job and his three companions takes an interesting twist this morning in a succinct statement by Bildad. If I can paraphrase the debate thus far it would be:
- Job: “God’s done me wrong, dude. I don’t deserve this.”
- Three Amigos: “Come on, man. You must to have done something wrong. You’re being punished.”
- Job: “I can’t be. I’m an alright guy. There are no skeletons in the closet.”
- Three Amigos: “Yes there are and you know it. ‘Fess up. God blesses the good and punishes the bad. You’re life has fallen apart, ergo you are being punished, ergo you did something to piss God off.”
- Job: “No, I didn’t (And, stop using Latin. It’s pretentious and annoying). If it’s true that I did something to deserve this, then God needs to tell me what it is and He’s being silent. That’s just another layer of injustice in this whole thing.”
- Three Amigos: “You did something wrong, man. Just admit it and watch your suffering turn to blessing.”
- Job: “No, I didn’t. Let God come down here and tell me Himself. But, He’s nowhere to be found.”
- Three Amigos: “You did something, dude.”
- Job: “No, I didn’t.”
- Three Amigos: “Yes, you did.”
- Job: “No.”
- Three Amigos: “Yep. Pretty sure.”
- Job: “No. Shut up.”
- Three Amigos: [nodding their heads at Job]
Bildad now points the debate in a theological direction. Job’s insists that he’s lived a righteous life and hasn’t done anything to deserve the train wreck of tragedy he’s experienced. Bil responds to this reasoning by pointing out the foundational theological concept of utter depravity. The idea is that ever since Adam and Eve ate the forbidden fruit, humanity has this tragic flaw generally known as “sin.” We all choose to do things we know we shouldn’t. We all choose not to do things we know we should. Bob Dylan put it to music and sang: Ain’t no man righteous, no not one [YouTube of Jah Malla covering the song above, in a distinctly righteous reggae beat].
In other words, Bil has gotten frustrated with Job’s insistence that’s he’s done nothing to deserve his suffering and counters with universal truth: “Look, man, we’re ALL sinners.”
I haven’t peeked ahead to the next chapter(s), but I don’t think it takes a master logician to anticipate Job’s response: “Dude, if we’re ALL sinners, then why aren’t we ALL suffering? I don’t see YOUR pasty white butt covered with festering boils!”
And, this really leads back to the crux of what I’m hearing in this very long (and sometimes repetitive…and, occasionally, a bit boring) debate between Job and his so-call friends. Job’s question isn’t just “Why,” but “Why ME?” And, that’s a question that I imagine we’ve all asked ourselves in times and circumstances relatively less dire than Job’s.