Do You Have a Quid Pro Quo Kind of Faith?

Job 36:26-37-13

26 "How great is God - beyond our understanding!

27 He draws up the drops of water,
which distill as rain to the streams;

28 the clouds pour down their moisture

and abundant showers fall on mankind.

29 Who can understand how he spreads out the clouds,

how he thunders from his pavilion?

30 See how he scatters his lightning about him,

bathing the depths of the sea.

31 This is the way he governs the nations

and provides food in abundance.

32 He fills his hands with lightning

and commands it to strike its mark.

33 His thunder announces the coming storm;

even the cattle make known its approach.

1 “At this my heart pounds

and leaps from its place.

2 Listen! Listen to the roar of his voice,

to the rumbling that comes from his mouth.

3 He unleashes his lightning beneath the whole heaven

and sends it to the ends of the earth.

4 After that comes the sound of his roar;

he thunders with his majestic voice.

When his voice resounds,

he holds nothing back.

5 God’s voice thunders in marvelous ways;

he does great things beyond our understanding.

6 He says to the snow, ‘Fall on the earth,’

and to the rain shower, ‘Be a mighty downpour.’

7 So that everyone he has made may know his work,

he stops all people from their labor.

8 The animals take cover;

they remain in their dens.

9 The tempest comes out from its chamber,

the cold from the driving winds.

10 The breath of God produces ice,

and the broad waters become frozen.

11 He loads the clouds with moisture;

he scatters his lightning through them.

12 At his direction they swirl around

over the face of the whole earth

to do whatever he commands them.

13 He brings the clouds to punish people,

or to water his earth and show his love.

Do You Have a Quid Pro Quo Kind of Faith?

Do you know what quid pro quo means? It’s an old Latin phrase. And even though it’s in a different language, I bet you can understand. Quid pro quo literally means, “this for that.” Conversationally, we might say, “I scratch your back, you scratch mine.” It refers to a social contract, whether it’s written down on paper or unspoken yet understood.

An example: if I head out on holiday and ask my neighbour to take my garbage to the curb while I’m away, it’s perfectly reasonable for him to expect me to return the favor when he goes on holiday. He does something for me; I do something for him. Quid pro quo. That’s the way the world works.

Or, at least, that’s the way we want the world to work. How would you feel if your neighbour borrowed your toolbox every weekend for a year, and the one time you need to borrow something from him, he says no? You’d be outraged, right? That’s not fair! We had a deal (even if we never said it out loud)! Quid pro quo. If you won’t give me the quo, I’m not going to give you the quid.

That’s what we do in this world. Is that what we do in our hearts with God? Do you have quid pro quo kind of faith, i.e. an unspoken agreement with God that says, “Lord, as long as you hold up your end of the bargain, I’ll hold up mine”? Or, more likely, “Lord, if I hold up my end of the bargain, you had better hold up yours”?

That was Satan’s accusation against Job. He claimed that Job would not love God if he didn’t feel God’s love for him, i.e. if he didn’t feel like God was “scratching his back,” or doing him favors. So, Satan challenged God to take away all the blessings God had given Job to see if Job would still love God.

Then, for 36 chapters, we see Satan chip away at Job’s love for God. The death of his children and the loss of his health was only the beginning. I think Satan’s true stroke of genius was using Job’s friends against him. We heard last week how they leaned into the quid pro quo mentality. “Job, you must have been horribly sinful for God to treat you this way. He treated you badly because you treated him badly.”

Unfortunately, Job took the bait. He corrected his friends’ faulty logic, but stayed within the quid pro quo parameters. And Job’s basic response was, “No! I didn’t treat God badly. I have been nothing but good to God, therefore,” quid pro quo, “God should be nothing but good to me.” I did that for God, he should do this for me. I scratched God’s back; I held up my end of the bargain. Now it’s time for him to return to the favor.

That is human logic. That is the way we treat each other. That is not the way God works. And, thankfully, God was not standing idly by while Satan sicced Job’s friends against him. God sent a friend too. His name was Elihu. He was the one who spoke the words we heard a minute ago:

“How great is God – beyond our understanding!”

“He does great things beyond our understanding.”

Are you catching the theme? Sometimes God does stuff that we will never understand, i.e. that we can never understand. And that’s OK! Because God is good, even when times are bad. And to help us understand, Elihu puts on his best meteorologist hat and talks about the weather, of all things.

Talk about something you can’t count on or control! I grew up in a town where we referred to our local weatherman as “Liar McGuire.” Weather forecasts are notoriously unreliable. You never know exactly what is going to happen until it does.

But God knows, because he’s the one who makes it happen. He is the one who “draws up the drops of water, which distill as rain to the streams; the clouds pour down their moisture and abundant showers fall on mankind. Who can understand how he spreads out the clouds, how he thunders from his pavilion?”

The best meteorologists can mock up their models and make their best predictions – and they can get close – but God knows it all, because God is the one who makes it happen. We are just spectators who marvel at what God accomplishes.

Have you ever just sat and watched a storm roll in? It can be beautiful, especially here in Alberta as you see those clouds roll over the plains and watch the lightning from miles away. But storms can be pretty nerve-racking too.

Do I have everything in from the yard? Are my windows closed? Do I need to cover the flowers? Will there be a flood? Will the lightning start a forest fire? Will it turn out the lights? Is this going to be a gentle rain that’s good for the crops or hail that will break windows and destroy siding and shingles?

Elihu captures that uncertainty with the final words of our passage for today, “[God] brings the clouds to punish people, or to water his earth and show his love.” The same event can accomplish two very different purposes, and not only are we in the dark as to which it will be, but we are also entirely powerless to do anything about it. All we can do is wait and see.

And that’s the point!

In the middle of our reading, Elihu states his thesis: So that everyone he has made may know his work, he stops all people from their labor. Sometimes God takes a situation entirely out of your hands and puts you on the sidelines as a spectator in your own life to remind you who is really in control. God shatters the quid pro quo paradigm and basically says, “I’m going to do what I’m going to do, and it doesn’t depend on you. More than that, it’ll be good for you.”

Throughout the course of his dialogue with his friends, it becomes obvious that his friends saw his suffering as a punishment from God, while Job felt the opposite. Job felt as though he had earned all the blessings God had given him. He felt as if he had held up his end of the bargain by worshiping God and offering sacrifices, and now God was being unfair; God owed him. Quid pro quo. God, I did something for you; now it’s your turn to do something for me.

But, God destroys the quid pro quo mindset by stripping all control away from Job. Job was powerless to help himself. Job had no cards to play, no way to twist God’s arm and force his hand. All God wanted Job to do was let go.

Let go of the delusion that we are in control of our lives. Let go of the idea that if we do something for God, he will do something for us. Quid pro quo is a dangerous way to go, because it forgets that if God treated us the way we treat him, we would have no hope whatsoever.

Even Christians – and maybe “especially Christians” – can live life as if we own God. As if he owes us for every hour we sit here, for every good deed we do, for every donation we make, every prayer we pray.

But if God really gave back to us what we gave to him, we’d have to count those times that we only serve him to serve ourselves. We’d have to count all the times that we don’t pray to him, that we don’t spend time with him, that we don’t even think about him for days on end. We’d have to count the self-righteousness that feels entitled to special treatment and is shocked and appalled when God doesn’t behave like our slave.

God doesn’t have a quid pro quo covenant with us. And that’s a good thing! Because for God, it’s all quid; it’s all what God does for us without a stitch of what we can do for him. And even when the clouds God sends are dark and scary, they can carry the rain that shows God’s love for us.

That’s the way you should feel every time you see the symbol of our religion. The cross is a horribly dark and cruel image. It’s a symbol of death. It’s a reminder of what we deserve for treating the Almighty God like our personal errand boy. But it wasn’t meant for us. It was reserved for Jesus, who took on himself the punishment that we deserve for our sins.

That’s the kind of God we have, who breaks the quid pro quo paradigm and doesn’t wait for us to give to him before he gives and gives and gives to us. He gives us his forgiveness and love. He overlooks a multitude of our sins and showers us with blessings. Every day we wake to new gifts of grace from his hand. And even when times are bad, God is good because he holds the cross before our eyes and reminds us who is really in control – it’s the God who loves us and sent his Son to save us.

It can be really frustrating – and really scary – to feel like you have no say in what happens in your life. You can’t control whether you get cancer or lose your job or house. But you don’t have to, because God is in control. And even when the clouds are dark and scary, he always showers you with his love.

So, let go of the quid pro quo and let God be in control. He is great and even though his works may sometimes be beyond our understanding, they are always for our good.

Thanks be to God!

Amen.



Christian Friendship: the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

Job 2:11ff

11 W hen Job's three friends, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite, heard about all the troubles that had come upon him, they set out from their homes and met together by agreement to go and sympathize with him and comfort him. 12 When they saw him from a distance, they could hardly recognize him; they began to weep aloud, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads. 13 Then they sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him, because they saw how great his suffering was.

1 After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.

23 “Why is life given to a man whose way is hidden,

whom God has hedged in?

24 For sighing has become my daily food;

my groans pour out like water.

25 What I feared has come upon me;

what I dreaded has happened to me.

26 I have no peace, no quietness;

I have no rest, but only turmoil.”

[Eliphaz] 7 “Consider now: Who, being innocent, has ever perished?

Where were the upright ever destroyed?

8 As I have observed, those who plow evil

and those who sow trouble reap it.

9 At the breath of God they perish;

at the blast of his anger they are no more.

5 Is not your wickedness great?

Are not your sins endless?

10 That is why snares are all around you,

why sudden peril terrifies you.”

Christian Friendship: the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

There’s a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox that speaks to the solitude of human sorrow. It goes like this:

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all, -
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

Ms. Wheeler Wilcox first published that poem in 1883, but the words she wrote are timeless. They were true in Job’s life thousands of years ago. And they’re true for us today.

There was a study done in America just a few years back that found that the number of people with no close friends has tripled since 1985. Nearly a quarter of the people surveyed said that they have no one in their life that they can confide in. And when it comes to talking about “important matters,” on average those surveyed only had 2 people they could talk to.

We live in a lonely world and friends are a priceless commodity, a precious blessing from God. So, when we hear that Job had 3 friends who came from great distances to comfort and console him, we rejoice for him! It is good to have friends, and Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar were good friends to have.

The Good

Look at all the good they did for Job: “When Job’s three friends, Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite and Zophar the Naamathite, heard about all the troubles that had come upon him, they set out from their homes and met together by agreement to go and sympathize with him and comfort him.”

They didn’t wait for an invitation. They took initiative. They went to him. They were organized and coordinated. And maybe best of all, they understood the importance of “being there” for someone. And I don’t mean like when we say, “I’m here for you buddy; call me if you need anything,” and then walk away. No, they were there. They left their families and homes, they traveled to be there and be present with him.

When they got there, their hearts broke at the sight of him. “They could hardly recognize him; they began to weep aloud, and they tore their robes and sprinkled dust on their heads.” That’s the sign of a good friend. Their sympathy was sincere, and their actions matched their sentiment. They didn’t just pat him on the head and say, “It’ll be OK.” They sat in the dust with him. They wept with him. They tore their clothes for him. They acknowledged and validated his grief and pain, and they shared in it with him.

And for seven days and seven nights there they sat. That’s commitment. That’s friendship. That’s what good friends do.

The Bad

But then you turn the page, and the first verse of chapter 3 reads, “After this, Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth.” Now, I’m convinced that this verse begins the way it does (“after this”), not so much to communicate the passage of time, but to tell us the cause of Job’s reaction. The reason (or at least one reason) that Job opened his mouth and cursed the day of his birth was because his good friends – Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar – did something bad:

“They sat on the ground with him for seven days and seven nights. No one said a word to him.”

Can you imagine having your best friends in the world be there to comfort you at the death of your children and the decay of your body and they don’t say anything? Where were the good intentions that they set out from home with? They had agreed to sympathize with him and comfort him. There was plenty of sympathy as they sat in the dust, but zero comfort. No one said a single piece of good news or consolation to him. And for 7 days Job stewed in his own sorrow. For a week, Job sat unassisted as Satan assailed him with thoughts of God’s injustice against him.

That’s not being a good friend. That’s being a bad friend. And if their weeklong silence wasn’t bad enough for Job’s psyche, the words they finally spoke to him were about to get ugly.

The Ugly

While Job was in the throes of despair trying to understand why God would allow such trouble in his life, each of his three friends took turns kicking him while he was down. We just read one excerpt of one example of 8 times that these 3 friends come back to Job and instead of comforting him, they blamed him for every bad thing that had happened. In effect, they come to the funeral for Job’s children and point a finger in the grieving father’s face and say, “You are the reason your children are dead.”

“Is not your wickedness great?” Eliphaz asked Job. “Are not your sins endless? That is why snares are all around you, why sudden peril terrifies you.”

Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar loved Job – or at least they thought they did – and they tried to show it by being there for him. But they showed themselves to be the worst kind of friends not only by failing to console him but by laying all the fault at Job’s feet. They spoke as if they knew God’s mind. They were quick to explain the unexplainable. They came there with their verbal guns loaded ready to go off on the sinfulness and wickedness of their friend.

They became like three little satans, accusing Job of secret and horrible sins deserving the worst God could throw at him. With friends like that, who needs enemies? Job would have been better off had they not come at all.

Friends don’t wag a finger in the face of the sufferer. Friends point the sufferer to the God of mercy and love. They point to a God who does mysterious things, unexplainable things, but who makes his love, at least, clear in Christ.

You know, Jesus had friends like Job did. Some of them abandoned him; they didn’t even come to be with him in his hour of greatest need. Others, who had praised his name on Palm Sunday, cursed it on Good Friday; they called for his crucifixion and death. While he was hanging on a cross they mocked him: “Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!” They insinuated that his suffering was the proof of his fraud.

It certainly looked like it. You wouldn’t think that God would let someone he loves get tormented like that. Jesus himself cried out from the cross, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” A casual observer could come to no other conclusion than that Jesus must have been a horrible person to deserve to die like that.

But we heard it in our Gospel lesson today. Jesus asked, “Can any of you prove me guilty of sin?” The answer was no. Jesus was sinless, and, in a sense, you could even say that he suffered for no reason. He was not guilty. He didn’t deserve to die, but there he hung anyway. Imagine what Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar would have said to Jesus.

Thankfully we don’t have to listen to the so-called “wisdom” of men, because we have the Word of God. We’re not left with speculation and educated guesses. God gives us his explicit gospel and tells us that Jesus didn’t die for no reason. Jesus died for you. Jesus died for all of your sins, e.g. for the times that you were a bad friend; for the times that I failed to follow up; for the words you failed to speak and the times we spoke without thinking.

Jesus didn’t die for no reason. He died for us. He died to forgive your sin. In his own words, “I, even I, am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake, and remembers your sins no more.” If God has forgotten your sins, no one else can throw them in your face. Not your enemies. Not well-intentioned but misguided friends. Not even the devil himself can accuse you anymore. Your sins are forgiven in Christ.

With a friend like Jesus, what can your worst enemy do to you?

You know, the theme for today’s worship is, “Choosing the Right Friends.” You don’t want Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar to be your comforters. So, it’s a good thing you get to choose who your friends are, right? That’s important. But it’s also kind of out of your control. You can’t just pull that kind of friend out of thin air.

What you can do, though, is be the right kind of friend. Take the good from Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar. Be there for your friends. Don’t wait for an invitation to comfort someone who is struggling. Don’t give them one more job to do and force them to ask you for your help. Pick up the phone. Knock on the door. Buy a plane ticket and be there for them.

And when you get there, learn from the bad and ugly things that Eliphaz, Bildad and Zophar did, or, rather, didn’t do. There are two things that Job’s three friends never once did for Job. They didn’t speak a word of Gospel, and they didn’t pray with or for him.

Now, that doesn’t mean that you have to come with your verbal gun loaded. Take some time to listen. Listen to understand. What exactly is your friend feeling? Is it grief? Is it fear? Is it frustration? Listen first, but then speak the gospel.

Talk about God’s goodness and love. Admit that you don’t know why God would allow bad things to happen, but tell them what you do know, i.e. no matter what problems we face, no matter what pain we have to bear, we have a friend in Jesus on whom we can unload every burden and care. He died for us to save us and to give us hope and a future. Nothing can take that from us. It’s a gift of his goodness and love.

We said it before – friends are a priceless commodity, a precious blessing from God – and that’s what you get to be. You get to remind others that they never have to suffer alone. Because Jesus is always with them. Be the right kind of friend and point your friends to Christ, their Savior, their Comforter, their friend. Amen.