And the Lord prospered Job. And when he prayed also for his friends, He forgave them their sin: and the Lord gave Job twice as much, even double of what he had before. And all his brothers and sisters heard all that had happened to him, and they came to him, and so did all that had known him from the first; and they ate and drank with him, and comforted him, and wondered at all that the Lord had brought upon him: and each one gave him a lamb, and four drachmas of gold, even of unstamped gold. And the Lord blessed the latter end of Job more than the beginning: and his livestock consisted of fourteen thousand sheep, six thousand camels, one thousand yoke of oxen, and one thousand female donkeys of the pastures. And there were born to him seven sons and three daughters. And he called the first Jemimah, and the second Keziah, and the third was Keren-Happuch. And there were not found in comparison with the daughters of Job, fairer women than they in all the world: and their father gave them an inheritance among their brothers.
Did you believe it at first, that the Lord had decided again to bless you? Were you fearful in those early days of renewal that it would all be taken away again? How long was it before you got up in the morning and the tears of your night’s sorrow over your first children did not greet you? How long was it before you no longer had to wrestle your doubts of God’s goodness? Did you ever lose that doubt? How long before your prayers did not tear your heart out for grief? When did you know that it was God’s goodness blessing you and not some sort of diabolical delusion, a trick of the mind to ease the darkness tinging your soul? When did you begin to love God without the weight of your grief? When did you trust God again as a friend? How long was it before you once again felt the warmth of God’s presence in your heart when you prayed? Did hope ever become a torment? Did you have to learn again how to hope, like learning again to walk? When did the song of the bird outside your window sound again like a hymn? How long before you could again bless in the Lord’s name, the rabbit and the fox and creation around you? When did the rising sun again feel like God’s embrace?