tiqva - hope; longing, expectation; literally, a cord.
Behold, you have instructed many and you have strengthened weak hands. Your words have upheld him who was stumbling and you have made firm the feeble knees. Now trouble has come to you and you are impatient with it. Trouble touches you and you are dismayed. Is not your fear of God your confidence and the integrity of your ways your hope? Job 4:2-6
Ah, Job, teach yourself! All this time you extolled God, helped others, taught others, did you not think the promise was for you or did you think you would be excluded from the general malaise of humanity?
Some would say Job's friends were no help to him. Okay. This is kind of blaming, but did Job need to hear the truth of his own words? Maybe. Did he need to be pointed to the depth of his own purported faith and comfort that he once gave to others? I think so.
And then I think of myself. The lessons I have taught others, I must cling to! The care and comfort I gave, I must now accept! That is my hope! When I am fraught with disaster, in a weakened state, dare I hope for the help from others or mercy from my God? Dare I ask?
Lord, help me to know how to be vulnerable enough to ask for help and thus receive hope from others! My connection to them - the cord that binds - is what will give me hope. Let me prove my dependence and awe of you when trouble comes by living by the hope of you, Lord, and the proofing of my claimed dependence on you. Amen.