No Figs

Today I yield my space to guest blogger Habakkuk:

“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 will I 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 a deer, he enables me to go on the heights.

For the director of music.  On my stringed instruments.”

(Thanks to Habakkuk for these final words from chapter 3 of his book in the OT collection.)

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About Jan Hamlett

Exploring faith outside the safety of Sunday
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