Habbakuk Thanksgiving

I am a muddle of thoughts. I read the book of Joel in the Old Testament this morning with my dear husband, actually he read Joel to me, which is not the usual way we do it, but that is what happened this morning. And so I listened…

Our food disappears before our very eyes.
No joyful celebrations are held in the house of our God.
17 The seeds die in the parched ground,
and the grain crops fail.
The barns stand empty,
and granaries are abandoned.
18 How the animals moan with hunger!
The herds of cattle wander about confused,
because they have no pasture.
The flocks of sheep and goats bleat in misery.19 Lord, help us!    Joel 1 (NLT)

I had just read two similar modern tales of such disaster. One was Katie’s blog and the other was an e-mail I got about a man who had a handful of seeds that he knew were dead. He distributed a seed to each person in his company. He told them to tend their seed and bring him the produce of their seed in one year. Based on their results, he would select the next CEO of the company. The next year tons of produce were brought to him by everyone, except one man. One man handed the CEO his dead seed and said he could not get it to produce anything. At that, the CEO announced that this man was the next CEO. The reason: he was the only honest man among them.And so I thought about success and being thankful and what really matters. Everywhere, it seems,  from Uganda to corporate America; in my life and in the sacred pages of Scripture what matters is our character and conduct, NO MATTER WHAT OUR CIRCUMSTANCES. Habakkuk 3 says it so well

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,
able to tread upon the heights.
And so today, even though everything is not perfect, (perhaps BECAUSE everything is not perfect), I give thanks that
#892 Son #2 got a lemon of a used car, and he and his brother collaborated to take it apart and put it back together.
#893 Son #1 had a really tough week. Those of you who are close to me know how rough, but it has enabled him to look deeper and cling to His Lord for the answers.
#894 I have been the slowest of the 3 new hires to “get” my new job. Being in last place has given me a heart for the difficulty facing the 2 newest people to the job. I might not have had this otherwise.
#895 the presidential race is over.  I am thankful the country now knows how we will govern and we can get on with it.
#896 good days without pain as I work full-time.
#897 the events in the Middle East are unfolding clearly and I know the God, not only of the Middle East, but of the whole universe.
#898 I am connected to a network of prayer warriors that have EVERYTHING covered with prayer.
#899 my little hospice dog has quality time every day.
#900 I am well on my way to 1000 thank you’s and I still have 6 weeks to finish.
#901 I am working second shift now so I can do my parish nursing, work at St Anthony’s Free Medical Clinic and meet my friends for coffee (or tea) during the day.
#902 daughter #1 had an excellent visit with her cousins Kayla (who is in the Air Force in Germany and was home) and Brittany who lives in Virginia.
#903 I got 7 greeting cards made this morning and have my idea finalized for a Christmas card.
#904 my cyber-friend, Susan Van Dijk, permits me to use her poetry for card verses. She says things so very well. I used words from her blog in a birthday card today.
#905 there are quiet hours of contemplation before bed.
Muddling through with the Multitudes on Monday,
Dawn
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5 comments on “Habbakuk Thanksgiving

  1. These are BEAUTIFUL gratitudes, evidence again to me that less is more, that praise can spring from seemingly barren ground perhaps even better than from overabundant fields. And I love your title, “Habbakuk Thanksgiving”! God bless it — “richly”! God is good, and in control, even when we can’t see how.

  2. I just love that passage from Habbakuk!!! Sometimes it is hard to say those words when things “seem” so wrong, with no solution seen, and the end looks like doom and gloom. But when I DO repeat them back to HIM, I always know that trust is building within me. He DOES inhabit the praise of His people. I’m with Sylvia, and I love that title you gave this post. Only we who are His children can stand on the highest of mountains and see into God’s future and know that all is well for us.

    My ears perked up at the mention of your cards! I was wondering if you were still able to find time to make some. I’m so addicted. Once I got started, I couldn’t stop. I just never realized what a ministry it is and how much it means to people. If you are using Susan’s inspired words, I KNOW you are blessing many!!!!

    I’m praying for you, Dawn. I know your life is so full of responsibilities, work, family, etc. I pray you will find strength, wisdom, faith, peace, all wrapped in a joyful spirit. It was good to be here today and to get a glimpse into your heart again!

    • Cora,

      At work everyone is asking if I am preparing Thanksgiving dinner for my family. I tell them no one is coming to my house for Thanksgiving dinner so I have no one to cook for. They think I’m kidding. I’m not. When I also signed up to work Christmas so those with visitors could be home they thought that was odd. They ask me if I’m not having visitors and I tell them that’s right, I’m not. My kids go elsewhere for holidays. It makes me feel sad that I have to say that, but it is the way it is. My sons go to their wives’ families and my daughters don’t have cars or money for gas and they work jobs that are open on holidays so they don’t come either. Russ is not well enough to travel to them so that is that.

      Thanks for your words that help me end my day praising the Lord instead of pitying my self. Warm hugs.

  3. I am adding a little exert from my 91 year old father-in-law from Mexico who is always finding little gems of interest. Much of what he says always holds ‘some’ truth, always ‘some’ giggles and though sometimes lacking is that thread of grace that brings every thought captive to the Lovely one who has redeemed us, still I wanted to share this… What I find interesting is the concept that we want to be known, that so much of our living is about us or what we have been doing, or what we will do. Created in God’s image, the One who spoke and it was, who has had written a detailed report of who He is, what He has done, and what He will be doing, I see similarities. I pray our desires about “us” would always be with the idea of it bringing glory to the Father, just as Jesus always prayed that ‘His’ life would bring glory to the Father. May we go about doing our “Father’s” business, and sharing what is good for the Kingdom.
    —————–
    so here it is… Opa speaking….

    Good morning all , I am in good spirits , everything is going “my
    way” and many times I do agree with it.
    I just read about a nice article about “Me and Me”. That “talking
    about yourself” gets the mesolimbic dopamine system – the seat of
    the brain’s reward mechanism- to work. We tap into an
    attention-focussing mechanism that is designed to make sure we do not
    lose interest in, Job no.1, which is to keep ourselves alive.
    Further primary rewards are “food and sex”. But there are more
    little serpents under the carpet . People, being together, talk
    about themselves for 30- 40 % of ordinary conversation, but the
    underground reason is that we want people to do that, because it
    brings forward “the gossip in town”, things we did not yet know ,
    also news we can use in our nefastic habit to profit and do better
    than the other. So people competing to tell us what’s what , sharing
    what feels good for me , ends up benefiting all and the reason why
    Face book is a success.Amen.
    ——————
    your Habbakuk verses we hold in song and they are some of our favourites!
    Dawn, you are so close to 1,000 … the cheerers are gathering… God’s ears are tickling!

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