I am sitting in a class on Job this week. Yesterday we discussed Job’s anguish in losing his children, etc. One thing he asks,
“Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese?” (10:10)
I can’t say I’ve ever felt exactly like this.
I am sitting in a class on Job this week. Yesterday we discussed Job’s anguish in losing his children, etc. One thing he asks,
“Did you not pour me out like milk and curdle me like cheese?” (10:10)
I can’t say I’ve ever felt exactly like this.
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Brookos, this makes me miss you.
I thought we weren’t supposed to cry over spilt milk, and I really like cheese.