I know that my Redeemer lives (but I’m not certain how Job did…)
I want to preach Christ. And I want to do it from everwhere. Jesus says he’s everywhere in the Bible, so when I preach, I want to find him, and make him clear to people.
Sometimes, this is easy. Turn to Mark, and it’s fairly easy to see Jesus. Turn to Esther, and it’s not so easy (whoaoh there cowboys! Don’t rush ahead to the comment bit yet…).
Or in Job. This Easter I thought I’d be a smarty pants. Job 19 - ”I know that my Redeemer lives”. Piece of cake, thought I. Jesus = The Redeemer, He lives. Easy.
Until I started working on it. Who was this Job? Job in the opening chapter, we’re told, is a good God fearer - makes sacrifices for his family and has lots of cows. Sounds like Abraham, probably one of his contemporaries. Which means he’s proper early in the Bible story. Pre-exodus, and importantly, pre-law of Moses. That’s important because it’s from the Law that we get all our understanding of the Redeemer that Jesus ultimately fulfills. So the question I started asking (and am still asking) is ‘what did Job mean when he said ‘Redeemer’?’ And as much as I tried, I couldn’t answer with ‘the same as us’. 
See, I know that Jesus is our kinsman redeemer because a redeemer had to be like the one that he was taking the place of, or avenging. As Jesus came in the likeness of sinful flesh to redeem us from the curse of the law, he was like us, and did for us what we couldn’t do. I see how Jesus fulfills the Redeemer thing. But if Israel was not going to have any idea about what a Redeemer was meant to do for another few hundred years what did Job mean… and don’t even get me started on Job not even being an Israelite…
Two things over-ride my thinking. First is this ‘progressive revelation’ thing (a posh way of of saying that as the Bible story developed, people learnt more about Jesus). I think it’s real. To me, it makes perfect sense that Adam knew less than us, Abraham knew less than us, Moses knew less than us… Isaiah knew more, but still less than us. Now, as Jesus goes ‘no one gets to the Father except through me’ it’s clear that they were all saved by Jesus. But whether they knew that as we do? I seriously doubt.
Which brings me back to Job. It’s clear that he trusted God. It’s clear that he was vindicated by God. and that he spoke to God. And all of this, looking back, I am convinced is Jesus. Lookinh via the cross, I know that Job 19 is about Jesus. I just don’t have a clue whether he knew this at the time.
The other factor is that I want to be true to the text. I don’t want to go all Spurgeon on anyone. I know “he was greatly used by God” and that I should pray for a bit of what he was given… but he’s no model for explaining the text is he? (Except for the Treasury of David for some reason…).
But maybe I’ve gone too far over to the dry side. All word and no spirit, that’s what they call it. The more I tried to find Jesus legitimately in Job, whilst fighting my temptation to see him as I see him, before seeing him as Job saw him… the less I could see anything. Are you confused? Good. So was I.
In the end, I cut my loses. And went after Romans 1 instead.

So it’s 2008, year of the Beijing Olympics, Liverpool’s first ever Premiership title and the time for all sorts of new resolutions and new starts.
Obviously I can’t comment. But what concerns me with the above article is the call to boycott this film. Before anyone says “ah yes, but this is a Catholic group”, remember that Evanglicals have been similarly agressive with boycotts over this and other artworks in the past, too.
For those who haven’t been reading proGnosis for that long or who haven’t read every post we write, a while ago I posted on how some old Church leader from the 2nd Century, Irenaeus, proposed that Jesus probably died in his late forties (and had to to save people who are in the latter stage of life). But the main focus of the blog was how we assume that Jesus started ministry at age 30 and died when he was 33, but how we don’t actually know that. If you want to read the post,
Yesterday, in our module on the study of Christ, we had a lecture on Mary the Mother of Jesus and the Virgin Birth and the contribution to Jesus’ humanity. We heard about all sorts of different things including about these Jewish Rabbis at the time of the gospel writings who would take one small verse of scripture and go off on one about all the different fanciful meanings, which made me and Lewis look at each other as if to say, Croeso i Gymru!¹
What are us evangelicals banging on about at the minute? That’s right, atonement. I’m going to resist the temptation to tag Chalke in this post, but it’s because of this fella that this post really exists.