Though the fig tree should not blossom and there be no fruit on the vines, though the yield of the olive should fail and the fields produce no food, though the flock should be cut off from the fold and there be no cattle in the stalls, yet I will exult in the LORD, I will rejoice in the God of my salvation. The Lord GOD is my strength, and He has made my feet like hinds’ feet, and makes me walk on my high places. – Habakkuk 3:17-19
Though life is hard, though I weep with heartbreak several times a day, though Norah left us what we think is much too soon, though my heart hurts all the time, though life doesn’t look like the way we expected it too, though the future is difficult to face, I will praise the One who gives strength to my weary soul, who give grace for my today and peace incomprehensible for my heart. I will exult the One who holds my dear daughter. I will seek to draw close to the One who my daughter is the closest to. I will rejoice my God who holds me through my trial!
And I will turn this song up loud and on repeat…all day long!