I ran into this this morning…it has been rattling around my soul for over a hour. I was thinking (since it is "Blog Monday") about what to post this morning. I had some thoughts about a variety of issues…then I read THIS:
"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."
And I run my fingers again under these lines in Habakkuk. Could I do this? What would I do if He (God) asked this? And doesn’t He? Though the fig tree does not bud…. I may not enjoy every moment but every moment I can joy in God. Does He ever leave us?
That’s what it says at the top of the page: Habakkuk. The name means wrestler.
To wrestle with God because the hard times are holy times. To not escape time, but stubbornly, fully embrace time, because this is how we stay engaged with God. When we don’t know how to hang on in hard times, to just grip hard to God.
The only ones who can rest in God are the one who have wrestled with God… I will not let you go until I you bless me.
That is what the pastor said: There is no tighter embrace than the grip of the wrestle."
If you don't ever read this blog again…if you ran into it by accident or are a friend of mine who checks it out occassionally because you have nothing better to do, you should print this out and pray that it can be implanted in your heart and soul. The grip of God…I can live in and with that…in fact, in that grip is LIFE! And LIFE in abundance!