I Don’t Want To Be Job’s Wife

Poetry
I watch you struggle with the decisions of life weighing you down. You’re torn between things that seem to be blessings running over. I want to share with you my wisdom to help guide you. But I don’t want to be Job’s wife whispering satan’s words in your ear. I see the desires of your heart to please God in all that you do.

I hear your prayer to make your ways clear and promising. I want to share my wisdom to make it better and easier for you. But I don’t want to be Job’s wife and you harden your heart toward me.

I hold your heart as you pour out the fears of wrong choices. Listening to the sound of your voice as a child lost in the wilderness. I want to protect you from the wrongful ways that pulls you most. But I don’t want to be Job’s wife, judged as foolish in my worry.

In my silence, I pray and I trust God to direct your path and bless your footsteps. And I pray that somewhere along the way, your footsteps will lead you back to me. And you will believe that I love you and I’ll always be here for you. I am your blessed Wife

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