Words to Treasure
I’m putting my hand over my mouth. I’ll stop talking.
Job 40:4
Cole stood by the 9,000-pound monster truck. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. It was big, it was shiny, and it could squash cars like a kid stomping on ants. Cole had a special pass to walk around the arena floor to look at the trucks and talk to the drivers. Cole’s dad owned a car repair shop, so Cole had grown up with trucks. A mechanic was working on the truck. “Not working?” asked Cole.
“Something’s not right,” the mechanic laughed.
Cole stood beside him, “Did you check the — ”
The mechanic answered before Cole could finish his sentence. “Yup.”
“Or maybe the — ”
“Yup.”
Cole tried again, “It could be the — ”
The mechanic turned and gave him a look. “I’ve got it covered, kid.” Cole knew it was time to shut up. He didn’t need a monster truck to drop on his head. He got the hint.
Job got the same kind of hint from God. He had no right to judge God’s actions or plans for the world. Job understood that God didn’t need his thoughts, advice, or comments on anything. God had everything covered. Time for Job to be very quiet.
In Bible times, elephants were the monster trucks. They were caught in the wild and transported all across the ancient world. people used them to fight in battles, the Romans used elephants to fight in their gladiator sports, and royalty gave each other elephants as expensive gifts.