You know, sometimes I wonder about the words written thousands of years ago, in one culture, read thousands of years later in another.
I don't question often but how's this: I live in desert country, the Southwest. We consider most rains a blessing.
In Job, we hear the rain falls on the just and the unjust. How many in the Western world blame the rain? How many in the dry climates bless it? Funny; One reality. Many ways to interpret.
Sometimes, what we need is inherent, we see the need immediately.
This seems to me a struggle in spiritual leadership.