There were days where my mind would wander aimlessly on certain things that happened and things that did not happen in my life. I wonder if I would be charged for questioning my Daddy God on why, why and why.
“Daddy, Daddy, do you remember me?” my heart whispered. I asked the same question many times for the past few months. Being born with a rebellious spirit, I acknowledged that I have been throwing tantrums at Him for too long and I have to set myself straight again. I just wanted to be the daughter that cries a lot for her Daddy’s attention.
I finally calmed myself down and started digging into His words. I last read Nehemiah and Esther in February. Yes, that’s how long I have been misbehaving spiritually. It gave me a funny feeling when I opened up my bible with the bookmark sitting at the page of Job’s Chapter 1.
I stared at the word “Job” blankly for ten minutes. I gulped down my breath heavily because I knew who Job is. He was the man that God allowed Satan to attack him in many ways and yet, Job praised God for everything.
Hesitating at first, but I know it is wrong to put on such an attitude while facing my Daddy God. I gave in and started reading from the very first verse of the first chapter in the book of Job. It is inevitably not difficult to digest every word at that point until I reached verse 21.
“Naked I came from my mother’s womb, and naked will I depart. The Lord has given, and the Lord has taken away. May the name of the Lord be praised.” Job 1:21
I repeated the verse for at least five times and all of a sudden, tears were flooding my realm of sight and I wept for Daddy’s attention. I wept aloud as I repeated the verse for another ten times.
I knew what He was trying to tell me. I was just being obstinate like a child. Job 1:21 has obviously reminded me that I should continue to praise His Name in whatever circumstances.
It’s funny how one verse can turn me around. It’s ironic how one verse can challenge my heart.
Only my Daddy God can do this, to me!