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 - Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer’s feet, and He will make me walk on my high hills.
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold, and there be no herd in the stalls - Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation. The Lord God is my strength; He will make my feet like deer’s feet, and He will make me walk on my high hills.
Last week
I spent a lot of time considering what it means to “live by faith”. Habakkuk 2:4 contrasts the
one who lives by faith with the proud person who refuses. How does the life of
faith differ? Habakkuk closes with a beautiful hymn of thanksgiving that
provides at least one answer. It begins with a brief summary of dire
circumstances. The trees fail to bloom; the crops yield no fruit and the livestock
are cut off from the normal staples of protection. I am somewhat removed from a
day-to-day agrarian lifestyle, but the message is not lost. The specifics of
life’s challenges are not the
point. After every “though” in the hymn, the prophet presents visible reminders of
just how tough life can be.
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