"He has made me a byword of the peoples, and I am one before whom men spit." —Job 17:6 "He has put my brothers far from me, and those who knew me are wholly estranged from me. My relatives have failed me, my close friends have forgotten me. The guests in my house and my maidservants count me as a stranger; I have become a foreigner in their eyes. I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer…My breath is strange to my wife, and I am a stench to the children of my own mother...All my intimate friends abhor me, and those whom I loved have turned against me." —Job 19:13–19, excerpted "So I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me." —Job 7:3 "But now they laugh at me, men who are younger than I, whose fathers I would have disdained to set with the dogs of my flock." —Job 30:1 "The night racks my bones, and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest." —Job 30: 17 We can gather many clues from what Job tells us: - He was outside.
- He lived on the street.
- He was alone, yet in a place where his friends could see him from far away.
- He sat on the ground.
- He was in a place where there were ashes and pottery shards.
Given the above and our commitment to strive to follow the narrative of Scripture as closely as possible, we are now redesigning the place where Job had been suffering for months on end. We are recreating an environment more reminiscent of a garbage dump outside the city, but close enough to the city where he still would have had interactions with people, as Job expresses here: "Men have gaped at me with their mouth; they have struck me insolently on the cheek; they mass themselves together against me." —Job 16:10 Below is the initial concept of this new scene. |
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