"How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me." (Job 29:2)
How I long for the months gone by, for the days when God watched over me, when his lamp shone on my head and by his light I walked through darkness! How I long for the days when I was in my prime, when God's intimate friendship blessed my house. In those days Job was respected at the city gate; the young men stepped aside; the old men rose to their feet; the chief men refrained from speaking. He was like a king among his troops. He rescued the poor who cried for help, the fatherless who had none to assist them. He was eyes to the blind and feet to the lame; he was a father to the needy. He wore righteousness as his clothing; justice was his robe and his turban. He thought: I will die in my own house; my days as numerous as the grains of sand.
The Catechism draws from Job's description of his former life the portrait of the just person whose righteousness expresses itself in concrete care for the vulnerable: the eyes to the blind, feet to the lame, father to the needy (CCC 2447).
Brothers and sisters, Job's former life was not only personally blessed - it was socially productive. He was eyes, feet, father, and defender to those who had none. The good life is the life that makes others' lives more possible. His suffering took everything except the memory of what goodness looks like. Let that memory be your compass.
Lord God, let our good days be the days when we are eyes to the blind and feet to the lame and father to the needy. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.