Here's one I hope you can't relate to. If you can, let's hope your faith is as strong.
Job is the object lesson of patient devotion to the Lord, even when the chips were down. And by down, I mean down to the bottom of the pit. His wife and kids were dead, his house in ruins, his livestock dead (I guess it would be deadstock, but that sounds like a jam band concert), and his own body covered in ulcers. He sat on a pile of ashes and scraped his ulcerated skin with a potsherd, but he did not curse God. He cursed the day he was born, but he did not curse God.
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