A Little Habakkuk, Anyone?

Have you ever stumbled upon the last chapter of the book of Habakkuk? 

Experts agree the book was written by a prophet, though they're not sure which one. They believe he lived in the Babylonian period, most likely during the reign of evil king Jehoiakim. Jehoiakim reigned in Jerusalem for 11 years, before losing his throne and life after rebelling against the great Babylonian king, Nebuchadnezzar.

The last bit of this very short bible book, in Chapter 3, reads:

"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 deer, 

he enables me to go on the heights."

Sooo, to put that in modern context ... that's like my saying:

"Though I have no job, 

and my health insurance is cancelled, 

and I ain't got 5 bucks for a cafe latte at Starbucks, 

still will I sing my little heart out in praise of Almighty God."

Woa. That's quite possibly the loftiest position I could hope to attain: trusting God through thick and thin, and remaining hopeful and joyful, despite the circumstance. 

That's exactly where I want to be. In the center of God's will. In the center of his care. Neither worrying, nor fretting, but telling God he rocks.