[This is from my personal quiet time. I hope this will be helpful to someone else.]

This morning is quiet; yet I sit here waiting for the chaos. I’ve written a “To Do” list, trying to catch up on my missed responsibilities; but now, more than anything, I need the Presence of Father God.

Read Ezekiel 19.

What was, and what is…

Strength to weakness and humiliation.

My lament.

Did I forget that my strength comes from You? What healing, Lord, will You bring to this broken place?

And I am reminded of the words of the prophet Habakkuk.

“Though the fig tree does not blossom, and no fruit is on the vines; though the produce of the olive fails, and the fields yield no food; though the flock is cut off from the fold, and there is no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will exult in the God of my salvation. God, the Lord, is my strength; He makes my feet like the feet of a deer, and makes me tread upon the heights.” Habakkuk 3:17-19