Job 19

Job had lost everything — his children, his wealth, his health, his reputation. His friends had become his prosecutors. And from the depths of that wreckage, he made the most confident declaration in the book: “I know that my redeemer lives.” Not I hope. Not I wish. I know. He said it without the New Testament, without the name, without the empty tomb. We have all of that. Today’s devotional asks the honest question: have we slipped from knowing to hoping — and what does it take to anchor ourselves back?