Job referring to his
friends as miserable
comforters (v. 2) reminds me of the SNL character Debbie
Downer played by actress/comedienne Rachel Dratch (seasons 2003-2005). Debbie
was that socially awkward acquaintance (we all know one) who shares depressing
anecdotal information guaranteed to cast a pall over any gathering.
In one episode while
the whole gang is enjoying breakfast in a Magic Kingdom novelty restaurant, one
cast member says how great steak and eggs sound. Debbie’s reply: “Ever since
they found mad cow disease in the U.S. I’m not taking any chances. It can live
in your body for years before it ravages your brain.” We know she’s a lot of fun at parties.
Job goes on to say, If
you were in my place, I could speak just like you. But my mouth would encourage
you; my words of comfort would bring you relief (Author’s Paraphrase, vv. 4,5).
Let’s face it: some
people seem to have the spiritual gift of discouragement… they’re pathological
downers. Moms-to-be heading for the delivery room don’t need to hear horror
stories about the pain of childbirth. People scheduled for a tax audit don’t
need to be regaled with accounts of someone else’s IRS nightmares.
If you’re an
encourager, keep it up. You are sure to be welcome in any gathering. If you’re
a Debbie Downer (or Bob Bummer), maybe you should just not talk.
TODAY’S MEDITATION
Do you light up a room by
entering it? Or by leaving it? How could you be an encourager?
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