Summary: When we consider that God is watching us, we may ask, as Job did, whether He is watching us to hurt us, to humiliate us, or to rescue us. Actually He is watching us in love to empower us.

“I can’t let you out of my sight for one minute.” How many

parents here have ever said that? “I can’t let you out of my

sight for one minute.” How many have said it at least a

thousand times? You said it to a small child, bent on doing

something that would hurt. You said it to an older child,

dawdling around the TV set. You said it to a teenager, on

the phone again instead of doing homework. You maybe

even said it to your spouse, who, like somebody I know very

well, gets trapped at his computer instead of bringing up the

package of frozen meat that was requested an hour ago! “I

can’t let you out of my sight for one minute.”

Are you tired of Olivia stories yet? You’d better not be. My

granddaughter is only thirteen months old, and will have time

to produce lots more stories! Margaret went to the kitchen,

just for a minute, and when she came back out to the living

room, Olivia had crawled up about six steps toward the

second floor of the house. She is not supposed to do that,

but it’s hard to tell a child that young what she cannot do. So

up the steps she went, as soon as her grandmother’s eyes

were not around to see.

Now that she can figure out how to crawl up, but not how to

get back down, it’s likely she would fall. So what was

Margaret to do? Several possibilities:

First, Margaret could have decided to demonstrate the

dangers in a very definite way. She could have reached up

and pulled that baby off the step, making her fall down and

feel the pain. That sounds cruel, but let’s admit that is a

possibility. Sort of like the Navy method of teaching people

how to swim -- throw them in and let them learn. Margaret’s

first option was to cause the very thing she feared might

happen, falling down.

Second, Margaret could have decided to berate the little tyke

in no uncertain terms. “You disobedient little brat, I am going

to paddle you so hard you’ll never climb steps again. You

miserable little scamp, you’ll pay for this.” If you think that’s

far-fetched, I have to tell you I hear far worse language in

grocery aisles, where mothers deal with grabbing little hands!

One of the options Margaret had was to tongue-lash the child

and reduce her to tears.

Or, third, if she did not want to make the child fall, or if she

did not want to vent her spleen in angry language, she had

another option. She could have run up the steps, grabbed

Olivia, and rescued her, brought her down to safety.

Grandmother is a lot more powerful than granddaughter, so it

would have been possible to end the crisis by intervening.

All of these things could have been done to a little wanderer

who got out of sight for just a hot minute. But actually none

of these things happened. You want to know what did

happen? It’s a good one. You’ll like it. But you have to wait

to the end of the sermon to find out!

Sometimes we need to be watched. Sometimes somebody

needs to keep an eye on us to protect us or supervise us or

just care for us. Many of us will not do what we are

supposed to do without somebody looking over our

shoulders and keeping track. You may think that you are

independent and a self-starter. And you may be. But I

assure you that most of us do things in an entirely different

way when we are aware that somebody is watching. We

need to be watched.

Are you aware that God is watching? Are you aware of His

all-seeing eye? Now I said, “Are you aware?”. If I were to

ask you if you think that God sees all, right down into your

own life, I’m sure all of us would say “yes”. It is basic to our

theology to understand that God is present, God knows and

God sees. About that there isn’t much argument.

But are you aware of God watching? Do you think about it

often? Do you feel frequently that God sees what you are

doing? My guess is that most of us do not. Most of us run

around oblivious to God’s oversight. What we do not see we

do not think about, and so we are not conscious of God’s

watching us. And since we are not aware of God’s

oversight, we do not understand it. We do not see it for what

it is.

Job, in this tenth chapter, is suddenly aware that God is

watching him. Certainly he would not have disagreed if you

had asked him whether God saw all that was going on. It

was a perfectly acceptable intellectual idea. But after all his

losses, after his friends began to push him, after his prayers

and his pleas seemed to find no answer, suddenly Job is

aware that God is watching. And he’d just as soon God not

watch! He finds the eye of God oppressive. He is troubled

at what it means for God to watch him.

Job considers three possibilities:

I

First, Job thinks that maybe God is watching what is

happening, but has changed sides! That God no longer

cares about Job, but wants to end his life, wants the powers

of evil to win. Job is becoming paranoid. God is watching,

but Job wonders if maybe God is out to get him. Job asks

God a question:

“Does it seem good to you to oppress, to despise the work of your

hands and favor the schemes of the wicked?”

God, are you now on the other side? Are you about to

destroy your own handiwork? God, are you like the potter

who is not satisfied with his craftmanship, and so breaks it up

before anybody can use it? Is God like the artist who looks

at his painting, sees its flaws, and slashes it to ribbons

before it goes to the gallery? Is it possible that God sees us,

but is bent on destroying us? Just as Margaret might have

jerked Olivia off those steps and made her fall, is it possible

that God jerks us around, tired of us, ready to get rid of

another failed creation?

I’ve dealt with people who felt that way -- people who felt as

though the whole world was against them. Nothing they

attempted would prosper, and the very universe was their

enemy. It takes time to get people to admit this, but

eventually they will -- they will admit that they fear that God

Himself has turned against them and is bent on destroying

them.

I have a friend who has suffered many things. She has lost

her health, she has lost of her job, she faces severe

challenges from difficult family members. When I talk with

her, she won’t say it at first, but down deep she

acknowledges that she is afraid of God. God is watching

her, and it seems to her that He is looking for a chance to

hurt.

But then when I talk with her I ask her who she spends time

with, and I find that she seeks out people who are

themselves so damaged, so troubled, that they are bound to

pull her down with them. Your experience of other people

colors your experience of God. And when your community,

your peers, seem to want to do nothing more than tear you

down, you will begin to feel that God too wants to tear you

down.

Job’s fear that God may want to destroy him actually came

from the vibes he was getting from his friends. Job’s friends

take a special delight in watching him suffer. They enjoy his

misery. It takes their mind off their own deficits if they can

see somebody else in trouble. And so they tear Job down

and lead him to wonder if God too is on his case.

Are you surrounded by hostile people? Have you allowed

the venom that comes from jealous lips to poison your spirit?

Have you permitted the Cains out there in the world to kill

your Abel? If you are feeling that God is watching you only

so that He may pull you down, then consider whose voices

you are listening to. They may be the voices of those who

would like to have you down in the gutter where they are, so

that they don’t feel so bad about themselves.

No, let’s reject the first possibility. Margaret did not jerk

Olivia off the steps and make her hurt herself. And when

God watches us, it is not because He wants to destroy us.

Be careful who you listen to.

II

But then Job thought a little more, and wondered whether

God was watching just to catch him in a fault, to trap him in a

mistake. Job said to God, “I know you are watching”. Is it

this, Lord, that you just enjoy “gotcha”? That you just take

great pleasure in my mistakes?

“Do you have eyes of flesh? Do you see as humans see? ... that you

seek out my iniquity and search for my sin, although you know that

I am not guilty”

Friends, it’s one thing to have somebody find and correct

your mistakes in order to help you. It’s another thing to have

somebody search them out and make billboards for all the

world to see! Does God watch us in order to ridicule our

sins?

When I was in engineering school, I had an organic

chemistry professor who took great delight in putting on

public display the stupidity of his students. He would grade

our papers and then he would sort them in grade order to

give them back. Not alphabetical order, not the order of

seating in the classroom, but in grade order, from the best to

the worst. So on those rare occasions that I might have

lucked out with an A or a B in that class, the test was handed

back quickly, with no comment. A C or a D might merit some

wry remarks when it was given back. But let me tell you,

organic chemistry was tough, and I can remember waiting

and waiting for my name to be called. It seemed that

everybody else had theirs back, and I knew what that meant.

It was not only that I had failed and had to be named a failure

in front of my classmates; when he got to my paper, he

started to pick it apart in public. “Listen to this. Isn’t this

ridiculous? What was Smith thinking? How could anybody

write such drivel?”

Well, you know how I felt. My teacher had watched for an

opportunity to humiliate me. Yes, I did poorly on the test.

Yes, I messed up. But because of what he did, I found that I

lost the desire to learn that subject! I lost the desire to do

better! I just wanted to go home and escape into a mindless

TV show or fill my stomach with calories, just to forget!

But can you guess how I eventually handled my professor’s

vicious game? I did what I had to do to pass the course, but

I listened for another voice. I listened for another voice to tell

me something I could hear. I watched for another pair of

eyes to affirm me rather than tear me down. Yes, after that

class I listened to the Lord calling me to do something else!

After that class I looked for someone who would watch me in

love and guide me in a different way.

Job is mistaken. When God watches us, it is to love

us into obedience and not to humiliate us. Margaret didn’t

berate Olivia for climbing the stairs. That wouldn’t have

done any good. That baby was not equipped to understand.

She would have responded badly to the emotion of a tongue-

lashing. God does not pursue us just to watch us fail. Nor

does God seek out our inquity, as Job put it, just to enjoy our

failures. God seeks us, but in love. God watches us, and

yes, God watches our sin, but it is to guide us. It is to urge

us to turn elsewhere. It is to move us from fruitless pursuit to

positive productivity. Job says, “I know you are watching.”

We need to be sure we understand that God watches with

the eyes of love and not of ridicule.

III

There was a third option. Do you remember? Here was

Olivia, up the steps, dangerously teetering on the brink of

disaster. Margaret, watching her, could have pulled her

down and let her get hurt, but she did not. Seeing what the

baby had done, grandmother could have chewed her out

royally, but she did not.

A third possibility, the one most likely, the one we would

generally do, that Margaret would rush up the steps, lift the

child in her arms and rescue. We’d like that, wouldn’t we?

Just as we’d like a God who would reach out His arms and

scoop us up when He sees us in trouble; just as we’d like a

God who would watch us and fix everything. Just as we like

to sing about how everything is going to be all right, God is

going to fix it all. Amen? Wrong! Wrong!

That’s what Job wanted and hoped for. “Lord, you are

watching me. I know you are. Do for me what nobody else

will do.”

“You clothed me with skin and flesh, and knit me together with

bones and sinews. You have granted me life and steadfast love,

and your care has preserved my spirit.”

Lord, you’ve taken care of me a long time. Can’t you do it

again? Can’t you rescue me? Can’t you just lift me out of all

that is going on and make it all right?

Oh, we would love that. We would love to think that God is

watching us so that He can step in every time we mess up

and fix it. We would love to have a cosmic insurance policy

such that every time we get it wrong, big old God steps in.

“You’re in good hands with all-God!” We would love a safety

net, so that no matter what foolishness we visit, no matter

what blunders we make, God would step in and take charge.

Watch us, God, for we are about to sail off into space, and

we need for you to be godly, right on cue!

But Job discovered that God does not do that. God does not

do that. God watches but does not step in on our timetable,

at our command. God watches us, yes, but God does not

rescue us from our own foolish pride or our own selfish

arrogance. Instead God equips us. He empowers us. He

provides for us resources that we are to use. God refuses to

violate our freedom, but puts at our disposal the things we

need, and expects us to use them.

You know the old story, don’t you, about the fellow whose

house was surrounded by flood waters? So he climbed up

on the roof and began to pray that the Lord would rescue

him. His neighbor next door, whose house was a little

higher, said, “I can throw you a rope and can pull you

through the water over to my house.” But the fellow said,

“No, the Lord is going to rescue me.” And he went back to

praying. As the waters rose, someone came along in a boat

and said, “Here, come down off that roof and climb in this

boat.” But the man said, “No, I’m waiting for the Lord. The

Lord will save me. No boat.” And he went back to praying

again. In a moment, just as the waters were about to crest

on the top of the house, along came a helicopter. The pilot

dangled a rope ladder and shouted, “Here, climb this. I can

get you out of here.” But the fellow waved off the helicopter.

“No, don’t want your help. The Lord is going to save me.”

And as he prayed on, with the waters rising up to his

eyeballs, he cried out, “Lord, when will you save me? When

will you help me?” They say that as the fellow went under, a

great voice was heard from heaven, “Who do you think sent

the rope, the boat, and the helicopter?”

No, Job, do not expect God to reach out of heaven and do

for you what you would not do for yourself. Do not sit back

and dare God to rescue you when He has already provided

you with resources. Yes, Job, God is watching. He is

watching in love, and is watching to see if you will be

responsible with what He has given you. Even in your

circumstances, Job, you still have many resources from God.

No, Margaret did not grab Olivia up and just rescue her. Not

quite. For the good news of the Gospel is that God is

available to us when we trust Him. All that God asks of us,

when life is falling apart, is that we trust Him. The good

news of the Gospel is that while we were yet sinners, Christ

died for us, becoming one with us in our trials, and making

Himself totally available to us -- but we have to trust Him.

We have to believe that He accepts us, that He loves us.

We have to believe that what He wants from us, more than

anything, is our trust. He wants us to take Him at His word,

to abandon all our anxieties and jettison all our fears. He

wants us to put ourselves at His disposal. Trust Him and He

will partner with us. Doubt Him, question Him, and He will

watch and watch and watch some more, but He will not

simply rescue us. He wants our trust.

No, Margaret did not jerk Olivia off the stairs and hurt her.

No, Margaret did not scream at Olivia and make her feel

defeated. No, Margaret did not rush up the stairs and snatch

the little tyke from certain disaster. Here’s what happened.

Olivia turned around, saw where she was up the steps, saw

her grandmother out there, and, without hesitation, without a

moment of fear or a touch of anxiety, threw herself off the

steps toward Margaret’s arms. That child trusted that her

grandmother was watching, she trusted her grandmother’s

love, and put herself in the care of one who loved her.

Job said,

“I know that this was your purpose ... you watch me.”

We say, “He will not let you out of His sight for a minute.”

And we thank Him.

And then we say,

“But I am not ashamed, for I know the one in whom I have put my

trust, and I am sure that he is able to guard until that day what I

have entrusted to him.”