Job is a dear friend of mine. At least it feels that way to me with all of the time I’ve spent studying the book of Job in the Old Testament. I’ve found many different ways of coming at the story, and many lessons to be learned. But in my opinion, one of the most powerful allegoric messages of the experiences of Job is the vital need for empathy and compassion.
It’s now been more than seven years since I lost my brother to suicide. Some memories have become much easier with the passing of time, partly because I have trained my mind to simply not think about certain things that can’t be changed, and therefore they have no purpose. Some memories will always be completely fresh when they come into my mind even against my strongest efforts to hold them back. But whatever my mind might hold onto, the peace I have come to feel over losing my brother so tragically has deepened with my ever-growing and certain knowledge that all is well with him, and therefore I can think of him and feel nothing but peace.