Job was so blessed. Get one job, or keep yours.
One Job was blessed! So blessed this entity (I will call him a “He”). He was so blessed- he and his friends could not believe it. Then things started to change. His former employees(servants) died or left. His fence came down all around everything he was associated with. Job”s children passed away. He got sick, and I mean really sick. He could not eat and had sores all over his body. He had insomnia. No doctor could help him. Even his wife was distressed. She told him to throw in the towel-Curse God and die! Hades would be better for you! Yet he knew better. Job knew that no matter what happened he could not die by his own hand. He had been good. He helped poor people, widows, strangers, the fatherless and all praised him. Especially when he was wealthy.
Even Kings and Princes stood up in Jobs honor. Now his friends were all gone but two or maybe it was three. These so called friends just told him lie after lie. They spoke for God. Jobs wife died. Job went to his Boss and pleaded with Him. Day and Night Job pleaded for help. Then he just gave up. The Boss came to Job. He said your friends are liars when they spoke of Me. You have been truthful and faithful, so you will have more than you ever had before. I will deal with your friends, as I am angry with them. And He did. God explained that no mortal could command Him anyway at anytime. He asked Job just who do you think put the world in space? Who made the Seasons? The moral to this satire is get a job, and keep your boss happy. Be thankful you have one. Remember just who The Real Boss Is. You may find this story in the Bible.
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