Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
God, in his creation, created a distinction within the day. He divided the light from the darkness. The light he called day and the darkness he called night.
This was the beginning of days. How we mark time is the blinking between night and day. Our years or decades, it’s the blink of the light in the midst of the dark.
In the same way, everything comes for a season.
Job, the book of his trouble, is bookended by his blessing. We know Job because his trouble is given in such detail and the conversations captured there. However, what lasted longer was the life of Job before and after the trouble.
Job’s life was so blessed that everyone knew about his integrity.
Everyone, God himself, recognized it and testified of it to Satan.
Trouble comes. Trouble, unspeakable trouble.
However, the end of Job’s life was even more blessed than before the trouble.
Sometimes the only way we can fully grasp just how blessed we have been is to endure a season of great difficulty.
If you have never had a terrible situation, you might not fully appreciate your blessings before and after.
The night season ends, and the day begins.
Psalms 23 could never have been written by an individual who had no troubles in life.
The greatest song of songs was born from the greatest of trouble.
In a conversation with a neighbor last night I was reminded of this text,
“By whom also we have access by faith into this grace wherein we stand, and rejoice in hope of the glory of God.
(Notice). We don’t just rejoice in the hope of the glory of God, but we learn something,
And not only so, but we glory in tribulations also: knowing that tribulation worketh patience;
And patience, experience; and experience, hope:
And hope maketh not ashamed; because the love of God is shed abroad in our hearts by the Holy Ghost which is given unto us. Romans 5:2-5
The writer of Psalms 23 communicates a sentiment we all learn when we have lived through a dark night of the soul.
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
For your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you’ll never walk alone