Yet I Will Rejoice in the Lord

“Even though the fig trees are all destroyed, and there is neither blossom left nor fruit; though the olive crops all fail, and the fields lie barren; even if the flocks die in the fields and the cattle barns are empty, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will be happy in the God of my salvation.” ~ Habakkuk 3:17-18

I’m so grateful for the “yet” in the above passage. It means that even though I’m fighting a difficult battle right now, God has a purpose in it and will use it for His glory.

Even though I feel depressed most of the time and I have little to no energy – yet I will rejoice in the Lord.

Even though my mind swirls with unwanted thoughts that incite fear and doubt – yet I will rejoice in the Lord.

Even though I have no idea if/when there will be a break-through in my treatment – yet I will rejoice in the Lord.

It’s so easy to say that I will rejoice in the Lord in the midst of trials…but will I truly practice this? I want to. I don’t want my attitude and actions to be dependent upon my circumstances. I want to be grounded in my relationship with God and my knowledge of His Word. I want to have true joy!

So what is your “even though?” And how well are you doing with rejoicing in the Lord in the midst of your suffering? Let’s pray for each other regarding this! ❤

 

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He is There

Breathe in, breathe out;

Don’t listen to the thoughts

Swirling madly in my head.

It’s going to be okay –

How do I know?

Because even though

My world feels like it’s all askew,

I trust that my God

Is holding things together

Just the way He sees fit.

When I struggle with depression,

He is there.

When I fight with my anxiety,

He is there as well.

He is there at all times

To help me in all my afflictions.

Praise Him! ❤

 

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Pitter Patter

As the rain pitter-patters on our rooftop, I sit inside our home trying to to work up the energy and motivation to take on an activity or task. I am just so tired today.

I did have my session with my psychiatrist this morning for TMS (Transcranial Magnetic Stimulation) and meditation – which would normally help me – but my psychiatrist told me that my OCD (Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder) is really affecting my ability to practice the breathing and mindfulness that he prescribes. He gave me a worksheet on which I’m supposed to log my breathing practices and any difficulties that I experience. And if I can’t master this meditation aspect, he might recommend another medication to help get my OCD under control.

I really don’t want to take more medicine. I’m taking enough of it. So I must do my best to practice the breathing and mindfulness throughout the day.

Anyways, just a little update. 🙂 And I wanted to share a poem that I wrote in 2015 – I found it recently in one of my journals, and it seemed to go well with my post today.

Pitter patter, rain spatters

Down the rooftop of our home.

A dark night, and out of sight

Is the sun that once did roam.

I feel my heart stop and start,

Pondering the worries that I face.

I can’t let go – release control,

Because I need things done my way;

But there’s a God whose staff and rod

Are there to guide me when I pray.

I give it up, lift up my cup

And let the Lord pour in His plan –

He knows what’s best, and I can rest

Fully surrounded in His hand. ❤

 

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