Job Loses Everything: When Your World Falls Apart
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Ever have one of those days where everything falls apart and you’re left wondering what just happened? That’s exactly what happens when Job loses everything.
Yeah. That was Job. Except it wasn’t one thing. It was all the things. And they came at him like a freight train with no brakes.
This post picks up right after our last one, where we met Job—a good man, faithful, upright, mindin’ his business and walking with God. And now… Job loses everything.
Job Loses Everything in One Day
I don’t say that lightly. He lost it all.
- One servant shows up and says, “Hey, the Sabeans stole your oxen and donkeys, and oh yeah—everyone else got killed.”
- While that guy’s still talking, another comes in—”Fire fell from heaven and burned up the sheep… also, the shepherds.”
- Then another: “Your camels are gone. Raiders got ‘em. More servants dead.”
- And then the blow that’ll break any mama or daddy’s heart—his kids were all together in one house. A wind came and the house collapsed. All of them… gone.
I mean… how do you even breathe after that?
Job’s First Response Will Wreck You (in a good way)
Most of us would have curled up in a ball, screamed at the sky, or just completely unraveled. And I think God could handle any of that.
But here’s what Job did:
“Job stood up and tore his robe in grief. Then he shaved his head and fell to the ground to worship.”
—Job 1:20 (NLT)
Let that sink in.
He didn’t just fall to the ground in despair. He fell in worship.
Job Loses Everything… But Not His Faith
Here’s what he said, right there in the middle of the dust and devastation:
“The Lord gave me what I had, and the Lord has taken it away. Praise the name of the Lord!”
—Job 1:21
That right there? That’s what unshakable faith looks like. Not plastic, not fake-it-til-you-make-it churchy talk. Just raw, broken, real surrender.
What the Enemy Didn’t Expect when Job loses Everything
See, Satan thought Job would break. That was the whole point of the heavenly conversation. The enemy said Job was only faithful because his life was easy.
But Job loses everything… and still bows down.
Even when his own wife told him to “curse God and die,” Job held on.
“Should we accept only good things from the hand of God and never anything bad?”
—Job 2:10
Y’all. That’s deep. That’s faith that’s rooted. Not performative. Not circumstantial. Rooted.
When It Feels Like Your Life Just Collapsed Too
You may not be scraping sores with broken pottery like Job (Job 2:8), but I bet you’ve had a season when life just crumbled right under you.
Maybe it came through grief that knocked the wind out of your soul. Or it was the quiet ache of losing a job, a dream, your health, a friendship, or even your sense of purpose.
One minute, everything made sense… and the next, you’re sitting there thinking, “What even happened?”
You’re not alone.
Job’s story reminds us that being faithful doesn’t mean life won’t fall apart. It means when it does, you’ve still got somewhere to run.
Your World Might Shake, But Your God Does Not
Here’s what I want you to take with you today:
- God is still good—even in grief.
- You can fall apart and fall at His feet at the same time.
- And when you lose everything, it doesn’t mean you’ve lost Him.
You may not see the purpose yet. You may not feel strong. But He’s with you, right in the middle of the wreckage. And He’s not done.
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