One of my secret fears is that I would be a target like Job. Most of you know the story of Job: He was pretty much minding his own business when he became a pawn in a spiritual chess match between the Almighty and the All-Want-To-Be-Mighty. Satan’s approach to get to Job was to accuse God of protecting Job too much. His insidious logic was to flush Job out into the open in hopes that if he were severely attacked that he would “curse God”. So begins a saga of epic proportions that sees the man of God seemingly betrayed by God and handed over to the enemy of his soul. And he didn’t curse God. His family and friends are sure that he has committed some heinous sin and is paying the price. But he wasn’t. His wife encourages him to “curse God and die”. But he didn’t. He lost everything but his integrity before God and he became an urban legend. This morning I dropped my car off for a new battery (I hope) and a patching of a tire that picked up a nail after almost running out of gas. Job lost everything and didn’t defame the name of Jehovah. I am pretty sure that I wouldn’t be able to stand up to his challenge. I can barely keep my attitude in check for my petty car problems. It is discouraging how shallow my character is sometimes when things get difficult. How quickly I am prone to whine, bitch and moan about problems. How easy a target I would be to curse God. I don’t want to be that person. But enough about me. What causes you to curse God?