When Julie gave birth to our son Ben, and then to Rachel two years later, I was overjoyed. I held them up to God soon after birth and praised God for the privilege of raising them. I realized even then that they belonged to Him, and I needed His help to be a parent. I drove home in the car honking the horn and shouting praise to God.
Job is experiencing so much pain in this chapter that he curses the day he was born in an eloquent tirade of emotions. When you hurt physically and emotionally, you are not interested in the joys of the past or even in hope for tomorrow. You are forced into the present by your pain and consumed by your passionate pleas for it to end.