Where are you when you feel like denying that you are alive?

Job Chapter 3

Job opened his mouth and cursed the day he was born.

"May the day I was born perish."

I wish I had never been born.

It would have been better if it had never existed.

The words that had been preserved until now are falling apart.

Here, for the first time, Job's true character is revealed.

In Chapters 1 and 2, even though the outer casing crumbled, the words remained intact.

In Chapter 3, the inner workings begin to crumble.

Not a message to God, but a denial of existence itself.

Nevertheless, one fact remains: Job is not silent.

They continue to speak, even if not to God.

They're not completely separated. They're standing on the boundary line.

When people reach their limits, they tend to say this:

Why am I alive? I wish I didn't exist.

What's interesting here is,

This is not a collapse of faith. It is a shift in position.

Before denying God, they begin to deny their own existence.

But the story doesn't stop.

Where are you when you feel like denying that you're even alive?

In silence, perhaps?

Or is it still within the narrative, even as it crumbles?

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