God is still worthy

Job 13:15

Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

Satan’s goal was never merely the pain.

It was never just the boils on Job’s skin,

the ruin of his wealth,

the graves of his children,

or the ash heap where he sat scraping himself in silence.

No—what Satan truly wanted

was the breaking of Job’s worship.

The collapse of his integrity.

The betrayal of his faith.

The enemy doesn’t delight in your tears.

He delights in what they might make you say.

He longs for the moment

when grief warps into bitterness,

when your questions become accusations,

when your hallelujah turns into silence,

when your pain writes a new theology

that crowns your wounds king

and casts God as cruel.

Satan’s aim was not Job’s suffering—

but Job’s surrender to cynicism.

His collapse into cursing.

His undoing in unbelief.

Hell trembles not when you cry,

but when you cry and still believe.

When you worship in ashes.

When you lift your hands with trembling lips

and say, “Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him.”

The fire was never the threat—

it was always what the fire might reveal.

And that is still the war today.

It’s not your comfort Satan wants—

it’s your confession.

He’s not after your body—he’s after your belief.

Not your peace—your praise.

Not your prosperity—your perseverance.

So when trials come,

do not measure their purpose by the pain they cause, but by the purity they’re trying to corrupt.

And let this be your resolve:

You may lose everything—

but you will not lose your worship.

Because God is still worthy.

Even here.

Even now.

Even in the dark.

Especially in the dark.