The Wrong Trifecta
Three ways Job’s friends made a mess of trying to help him After his wife’s death, C. S. Lewis kept a journal documenting his journey of grief. It was later published as A Grief Observed. One of the entries jolted me: What chokes every prayer and every hope is the memory of all the prayers . . . I offered and all the false hopes we had. Not hopes raised merely by our own wishful thinking,Get More Articles—Subscribe Today!
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Very helpful analysis. The phrase “Job’s friends” is often thrown around with a negative connotation as if everyone understands the meaning, but most of us don’t really understand clearly how Job’s friends were in error. This article puts the cookies of understanding on the lowest shelf for all of us. Thanks!
Great insight. In the past nine months since my wife’s passing I have identified with Job as never before. Those who have comforted me most are those who have said, “I don’t really know all you are going through, but I’m here for you. Let’s go for coffee.” Thanks for the helpful article, Mike.