Dance In Impossible Places

 

Though the fig tree

     should not blossom,

nor fruit be on the vines,

the produce of the

             olive fail,

and fields yield no food,

the flock be cut off

          from the fold,

and there be no herd

        in the stalls,

yet

    I will rejoice in the LORD.

I will take joy in the

   God of my salvation.

GOD, the Lord,

       is my strength.

He makes my feet

          like the deer's.

He makes me treat

   on my high places.

          Habakkuk 3. 17-19

(Trust Me even in this,

   the barren and failing,

   the scary cliffs,

and when we cannot breathe.

God is already redeeming.

The Hebrew word tread

   literally means

       to dance upon.

God is sovereign

  and His steadfast love

is far beyond our comprehension.

We cannot just see

  the depth and breadth,

not just of what He has done,

          or is doing,

but Who He is,

     the Almighty.)

O LORD,

Please strengthen us

when our faith is small,

when the slope is steep,

when the cliffs loom,

when it is

       the darkest night.

Help us to

     trust You in this.

You have given us

   the word yet.

May we know and trust

  something astonishing 

         is about to happen.

And as the angels say,

      "Do not fear."

We bind ourselves to You.