SERMON: Job 29…

Job was going through trials and tribulations, and through the pain and suffering he remembered his service to God. The benefits from serving God and the favour, lifting and grace he received made him not forsake God. Now, service to God is not in vain. Exodus 23: 25 records that if we swerve the Lord, he would bless our food and water, remove sicknesses from our lives and barrenness from our livelihood. Also, you are guaranteed to live the full length of your life, in fullness with no shame, failures and discouragement. Joshua was steadfast in his service to God, and he made a choice: as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord (Exodus 24:15). Who would you choose? A living, miracle working, all conquering, magnificent God or gods who perish and and inferior to issues concerning life and destinies…

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Pst. Titus Chimayi: General Overseer, Royal Family Celebration Centre during Sunday Service.

Job walked us through benefits he received from God, then leaving in the East when God bestowed such grace and favour on him, that people around him marveled at him. 

Job 29: 1-25

‘How I long for the days gone by, for the days when God watched over me,

When his lamp shone over my head, and by his light I waled through darkness.

When God’s intimate friendship blessed my house,

when the Almighty was still with me, and my children around me,

When my path was drenched with cream and the rock poured out for me streams of olive oil.

When I went to the gate of the city, and took my seat in the public square,

and took my seat in the public square;

and the young me saw me and stepped aside, and the old men rose to their feet;

and the chief refrained from speaking, and they covered their mouths covered their mouths with their hands; and their tongues stuck to the roof of their mouths.

Whoever heard me spoke well of me, and those who saw me commended for me;

because I rescued the poor who cried for help, and the fatherless who had none to assist me.

The one who was dying blessed me; I made the widow’s sing.

I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was my robe and my turban.

I was eye to the blind, and feet to the lame.

I was father to the needy; I took up the case for the stranger.

I broke the fangs of the wicked, and snatched  the victims from their teeth..

I thought: ‘I will die in my own house, my days as numerous as the grains of sand.’
My roots will reach the water, and the dew will lie all night on my branches.

People listened to me expectantly, waiting in silence for my counsel.

My words fell gently on their ears.

They waited for me as for the showers, and drank in my words as the spring rain.

Man prays to God

When I smiled at them, they scarcely believed it; and the light of my face was precious to them.

I choose the way for them, and sat as chief

I dwelt as a king among the troops; I was like one who comforts mourners.’

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