“Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior. The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he enables me to tread on the heights.” Hab. 3:17-19


Heavenly Father, thank you for including Habakkuk’s faith-struggle in your Word. Sometimes we live with the illusion that if our lives were really pleasing to you, we wouldn’t go through difficult stuff. We wrongly assume (wish) the “abundant life” will only include pleasant circumstances, predictable storylines, and happy outcomes. How very “Me-ish.”

Father, you’ve given us more than enough reasons to love and trust you—no matter our circumstances, story, or outcome. You’ve saved us by your grace and robed us in Jesus’ righteousness. You’ve made us your beloved children and permanent citizens of heaven. We choose to rest in your Fatherly sovereignty, hidden plans, and clearly revealed Son. It’s not always easy, but it is always right.

Even if Hurricane Ian is worse than projections, the stock markets keep dropping, and war in Ukraine keeps intensifying… even if our children struggle, our health wobbles, and our memory falters… this we affirm: You are God, and we are not. We may not be happy in the moment, but we will dance forever.

You have safely hidden our lives in your Son; so why would we put you in our little box of self-centered expectations? Silly us—Glorious You. You are at work for our good in all things all the time. Better than giving us deer-like feet for high places, you have planted our feet deep, deep, deep in your grace (Rom. 5:1-2). Thank you, and So Very Amen.