“Where then is my hope? Who will see my hope?” (v15). At his lowest point, Job thought (wrongly) that all the good parts of his life were history; the future was only dark. “My days are past; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart” (v11). He couldn’t make any new plans without some assurance that things would change; he was stuck. Without a sure knowledge of life beyond death, he despaired: “my spirit is broken” (v1).

“If I make my bed in darkness …” (v13). Our ultimate fear has been conquered. Jesus experienced death for us, so that “neither life nor death … the present or the future” can separate us from His love (Rom 8:38).