What do you call a guy who takes everything from one of his most loyal followers just to prove a point to his most hated enemy? I would call him a jackass and, if you believe the book of Job, Father.
Well, guess what. It’s a fairy tale. Seriously, read Job then read one of the Grimm fairy tales. They seem similar to me in style. There’s the guy who makes a deal with the devil, the guy who has everything and loses it all to learn an important lesson that doesn’t really transcend time, at which point they get everything back.
The worst part about Job is that it isn’t even a good tale. Much like the Marriage of Cana, it’s one of those stories that is so important but no one has a good reason why. For those who don’t know the story, here are the cliffnotes. God and the Devil are talking and the Devil says that Job is only loyal because he has everything. God says, “nu-uh.” The Devil says, “Prove it,” and Job loses his riches, his servants, and his family with the exception of his wife. He then loses his health. Because, y’know, God’s caring like that. His wife tries to convince to reject God, which would prove the Devil right, then three of his friends try to convince him that he must have done something wrong, which by the way, he didn’t. Job comes close to renouncing his belief, coming to the same questions that millions of people ask a year, without a satisfactory answer mind you, “why would God let bad things happen to good people?” God comes down to answer him in a whirlwind, but the answer isn’t an actual reason so much as God saying, “I’m awesome,” and listing all the reasons why, then saying, “How dare you question me?” Job agrees and gets everything back.
Even taking the bible literally, WHAT THE FUCK? How could anybody believe this? And even if they did, why would they follow Dad after that. The God of Job basically admits that he does this stuff on a whim, and he never, ever wants you to question him. Does that sound like a loving father to you?
But, like I mentioned earlier, it’s not real. It never happened. My father would never do that to someone willing to follow him. At least not when he could help it. Nowadays, he doesn’t care that much, but back then…
See you next week.