When I think of Job, I do not necessarily think of his story as one of God’s great mercy and compassion. I think about how God took everything from Job, how he endured a hellish hand of Providence, and was touched in every part of himself by God’s chastening rod. But James tells us to look to Job, see his steadfast endurance, and ultimately the compassion of the Lord (James 5:11). These are mysteries that can only be discovered in the fiery furnace of our own affliction, so I ponder them this morning.
In the same way, we look to the steadfast endurance of Davin Henrickson, and perhaps in His time and wisdom, we see the mercy and compassion of the Lord. May the Lord grant, according to his tender mercies, that we someday see his purpose and kindness through his servant Davin. A few reflections from John Piper’s poem about Job:
And now come, broken, to the cross,
Where Christ embraced all human loss,
And let us bow before the throne
Of God, who gives and takes his own,
And promises—whatever toll
He takes—to satisfy our soul.
Come, learn the lesson of the rod:
The treasure that we have in God.
He is not poor nor much enticed
Who loses everything but Christ.
Behold the mercy of our King,
Who takes from death its bitter sting,
And by his blood, and often ours,
Brings triumph out of hostile powers,
And paints, with crimson, earth and soul
Until the bloody work is whole.
What we have lost God will restore—
That, and himself, forevermore,
When he is finished with his art:
The quiet worship of our heart.
When God creates a humble hush,
And makes Leviathan his brush,
It won’t be long before the rod
Becomes the tender kiss of God.