Job 17:1-16 [1]MY SPIRIT is broken, my days are spent (snuffed out); the grave is ready for me. [2]Surely there are mockers and mockery around me, and my eye dwells on their obstinacy, insults, and resistance. [3]Give me a pledge with Yourself [acknowledge my innocence before my death]; who is there that will give security for me? [4]But their hearts [Lord] You have closed to understanding; therefore You will not let them triumph [by giving them a verdict against me]. [5]He who denounces his friends [in order to make them] a prey and get a share, the eyes of his children shall fail [to find food]. [6]But He has made me a byword among the people, and they spit before my face. [7]My eye has grown dim because of grief, and all my members are [wasted away] like a shadow. [8]Upright men shall be astonished and appalled at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the godless and polluted. [9]Yet shall the righteous (those upright and in right standing with God) hold to their ways, and he who has clean hands shall grow stronger and stronger. [Ps. 24:4.] [10]But as for you, come on again, all of you, though I find not a wise man among you. [11]My days are past, my purposes and plans are frustrated; even the thoughts (desires and possessions) of my heart [are broken off]. [12]These [thoughts] extend from the night into the day, [so that] the light is short because of darkness. [13]But if I look to Sheol (the unseen state) as my abode, if I spread my couch in the darkness, [14]If I say to the grave and corruption, You are my father, and to the worm [that feeds on decay], You are my mother and my sister [because I will soon be closest to you], [15]Where then is my hope? And if I have hope, who will see [its fulfillment]? [16][My hope] shall go down to the bars of Sheol (the unseen state) when once there is rest in the dust.
Job 17:1-16
Published by Rosina Akinola
Supernatural Woman, Rosina Akinola is the founder of Save Our Families Incorporated non-profit organization for families who have lost loved ones due to violence. We are taking back our joy, by the Blood of Jesus. My oldest son Sidney Maurice Jackson Jr. was robbed and murdered on November 21, 2015. He was 19 years old, 6 months away for getting his Associates Degree in Business Management. He was also a new father, who was gunned down one day before his son Jaiden turned one month old November 22, 2015. Sidney was taken from us two days before my 37th birthday November 23rd. Sidney made one bad choice, which, cost him his life. I didnโt find out until he was dead and gone. And by that time it was too late and I didnโt want to hear it. Knoxville, Tennessee is a small city that is dying slowly. This city has lost so many young men and women due to senseless violence. There are so many families hurting as a whole. No one ever realizes that the mothers arenโt the only ones hurting. The Fathers, siblings, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents and friends hurt as well. But, everyone grieves differently, because of their own personal relationship with the deceased loved one. But, most of all our youth hurt the most. They do not know how to handle grief at all. Weโve got to be more careful, when it comes to them. They will become severely depressed right in front of your eyes without you knowing it. How can I say this? Well, itโs because it happened to me. I was so wrapped up in the loss of Sidney, two months to the date January 21, 2016 I almost lost my only daughter to suicide. I had to learn the hard way. Iโm trying to prevent other families, from experiencing the same things my family has experienced. I want to be the voice for the mothers who are hurting too badly to SPEAK UP and SPEAK OUT. Iโm trying to help families stay together and support each other. So, many families fall apart after the loss of a family member, especially a child. The Lord is my strengthโฆ View more posts
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