Today I woke to another day with tender knees skinned from falling, my heart still aching a bit from the realizaton that I am weak and human, and still a bit tired from thinking. I still feel weak but a bit less like a loser because I have grasped on to His mercy a bit more. I still find my hope in my faith…Hebrews 11:1-3 tells me:
Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. For by it the people of old received their commendation. By faith we understand that the universe was created by the word of God, so that what is seen was made out of things that are not visible.
And in Habakkuk 3, I am reminded
17 Even though the fig trees have no blossoms,
and there are no grapes on the vines;
even though the olive crop fails,
and the fields lie empty and barren;
even though the flocks die in the fields,
and the cattle barns are empty,
18 yet I will rejoice in the Lord!
I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!
19 The Sovereign Lord is my strength!
He makes me as surefooted as a deer,[a]
able to tread upon the heights.
In Him — Sue
