Three of Job’s friends heard of all the trouble that had fallen on him. Seven days and nights they sat there without saying a word. They could see how rotten he felt, how deeply he was suffering.
This is probably the best thing they could have done for Job. How often do we enter into someone suffering, someone pain, and instead of remaining silent we feel the need to speak?
We feel the need to offer up quick answers to complicated problems, we give widely known cliche’s and move on feeling better about ourselves. After all, we know better….. until we are the ones in pain.
Sometimes we must just sit, silent, quite, sackcloth, ashes, rain, cold, dark, shadows, bloody, tears, questions…..
Jobs friends were the best friends you could have……. till they opened there mouth.