Monday, January 9, 2017


Father, the words of Habakkuk felt real in my heart. I could see no blossoms or fruit. No food in the fields and no herd in the stalls. 

But I have you. And I rejoice. I will take joy in your salvation. 

You are my strength and you make my feet swift and steady. 

When I have every reason to stumble, but somehow I don't. Because of you. You hold me up as I steady myself on you. 

Habakkuk 3

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