Spoken from ash, not comfort.
The Concept
Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him.
Job said it sitting in ash, scraping his own sores, after losing nearly everything he had. Not from comfort. From the floor.
This is the other kind of surrender — not the one you choose, but the one that is done to you. Where you are struck, and stripped, and brought low, and still you do not let go.
It is the name of this brand. Its heaviest word. The half no one prints on a shirt.
— Job 13:15
The heavy half
Surrender is the head bowed by choice. This is the head held up while it is being struck. One is gold. This one is ash.
The garment for this word is still being made — finished to look not new, but survived.
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