After thirty-seven chapters of human speeches, God finally speaks, and He does it from inside a whirlwind, opening with a question: where were you when I laid the earth's foundations?

He will not answer Job's questions today. He will do something better and give Job Himself, a guided tour of a universe more carefully run than anyone guessed. Read slowly and let the size of God resize everything else.

God's answer to Job contains zero explanations and total comfort. Instead of a transcript of chapter one, Job gets a tour: singing stars, snow storehouses, an ostrich. The message under the questions is not you are too small to matter. It is the universe is wilder and better run than your pain has told you.

Paul weighed his troubles on that same cosmic scale and watched them rise: light and momentary, next to an eternal weight of glory. Neither man got his explanation. Both got God, and both found that bigger. Tomorrow the whirlwind keeps speaking. Bring your smallness. It turns out to be medicine.