Have you ever thought what it was like to be Job’s wife? In the Bible we get a glimpse of who she is before she essentially turns her back and hauls out of town, or at least far away from the un-raveling that was happening before their own eyes.
“His wife said to him, “Are you still maintaining your integrity? Curse God and die!” He replied, “You are talking like a foolish woman. Shall we accept good from God, and not trouble?” (Job 2:9-10–NIV)
To be painted as being called a “Foolish Women” not only by husband, but called that in the Bible for all eternity probably isn’t the greatest of feelings ever. Most would say, because of his powerful trust in God and his faith, Job had the right idea of calling her out and making her realize it was a horrible mind-set to be in.
But what was going through her mind? Was she justified in feeling the way she was feeling? I mean, really put yourself in her shoes: You just lost your home, you just lost the livestock and fields your husband worked so hard for, and you lost all of your children that you gave birth to and loved on! And lastly, to see your husband, your best friend, mentally and physically in BAD shape throughout all of this was probably just the icing on the cupcake that you would snap on. It’s hard to imagine that she wouldn’t react the was she did!
This mystery, unnamed wife was but a human, with mistakes made like everyone else. And when emotions run high, what we say just has an effect of getting out of hand sometimes. Was it right for her to “curse God”? No. Was it understandable that her emotions were possibly out of whack with as much loss she was dealing with? A big-time YES! I myself can understand the pain of seeing someone you care about, with all your heart and soul, suffering. Trying to comfort and care for them emotionally, while you yourself are hurting for them. Who knows what no-name wife tried doing before this conversation she had with Job. Tying to encourage her family and servants while each thing fell apart; Trying to hug and love-on her husband while medically he was changing; Praying and praying things would get better and rebuilding could happen in their lives—all very probable steps she could have taken before she shook her fist and gave up.
It can take a lot out of you when the one you love is falling apart and you don’t know where to go, what to do, what to say. Just know that, as the Prodigal Son returned to his father, you and I can come back to God, even after we feel like we’re done with Him. Strength can easily be sucked out of you when you see your loved-one’s strength fading, but we have to keep running back to our Emmanuel to fuel back up! Let’s pray together to continue to never forget to do so, because honestly, I need that prayer right now.