“O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man [pleadeth] for his neighbour!” (Job 16:21 AV)
What a great desire from one who was suffering much. His plea to his friends was that they might refrain from pontificating and start praying. Since no one was privy to the conversation God and Satan had, no one knows for sure why Job was asked to suffer as he did. Not even Job heard the conversation. Even if they were to guess correctly and label Job’s trial as a trial of faith, they couldn’t know that for sure until God revealed it to them. Therefore, all the conversations these men were having with Job were hurtful and lacked compassion. It was for naught. It did more harm than good. To express the depth of Job’s wish, he compares all the passionate arguments these men were offering and wondered if they, with the same degree of passion, pray to God for him. If they would simply refocus their zeal on that which could bring change rather than on that which only caused harm, perhaps Job’s situation might have turned all the sooner.
We simply do not pray enough for one another. We have all sorts of passions. Passions that may be bad for us, or at best, neutral. But where is our passion for prayer? Many years ago, I sat in a meeting of a Booster’s Club for high school sports. My son was signed up to play some baseball. As the dutiful parent, I was asked to attend and get involved. The meeting went two hours long. For a Booster’s Club! About eight of us sat around and spoke of a few things. But the one item that took over an hour to review was the purchase of a hot cheese machine for the concession stand. The discussion was rather heated. Over a $600 cheese warmer. I sat there dumb-founded. How can people argue this passionately about something they could easily buy out of their own pocket? It was rather embarrassing.
Over the years, I have spent many hours over varied situations pleading for an individual to change course. I have pled with drug addicts, unfaithful spouses, depressed saints, and fearful sheep. There have been equally as many theological answers to what troubles them. Whether it is a funeral or a hospital waiting room, there comes a time when counsel simply isn’t sufficient. At that point, prayer is the only tool left. It is too bad that most do not go there first. One wonders how different we could process adversity if our instinct was to go to God first. This is what Job sought. No more opinions. No more words. Just prayer and prayer alone.