7 "Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls"—Habakkuk 3:17
The past week didn't turn out like I dreamed and planned. Our lovely week "off" that was to be filled with home and organizing, ended up with alot of running a and unexpected little emergencies, like an overflowing dishwasher! Nothing of eternal consequence or really a truly serious problem. We did have food to eat and a house this week~!
But it had me down, angry-frustrated, tempted to despair. Despair over lost time...that is a plague to me. I thought of this verse and remembered that I needed to trust the Father, even in these piddly things that daunt me.
When I looked the verses up again, I was struck by the fact that the passage doesn't really end there. There is more.....
18 Yet I will rejoice in the Lord,
I will joy in the God of my salvation. Habakkuk 3:18 NKJV
It doesn't end in "trust"...the trust ends in....joy.
One of the essential humus ingredients to grow joy is trust in the Father regardless of the circumstances.
This differs from trust in God to make everything "alright", whatever our definition may be. As a dear godly woman taught me-think of the worst outcome of the situation you are facing or the most troubling fear you have.
Now, is God big enough?
That is trust in HIM, who He is, His character, our relationship in Christ.
And that is the soil of joy.