Chapter-a-Day Habakkuk 3

The Hiding Place. Though the cherry trees don't blossom and the strawberries don't ripen, Though the apples are worm-eaten and the wheat fields stunted, Though the sheep pens are sheepless and the cattle barns empty,
I'm singing joyful praise to God. I'm turning cartwheels of joy to my Savior God. Counting on God's Rule to prevail, I take heart and gain strength. I run like a deer. I feel like I'm king of the mountain!
Habakkuk 3:17-19 (MSG)

The Hiding Place is a great book by Corrie Ten Boom. It tells the story of Corrie and her family hiding Jews from the Nazi's during World War II. They created "a hiding place" in their home. They were eventually caught and sent to concentration camps. There, her family members all died. Corrie, however, survived and – it was later learned – was released from the camp due to a "clerical error." She spent the rest of her life telling her and her family's incredible story.

During her stay in the camp, Corrie descended into bitterness and hatred towards her cruel captors. Her sister, however, continued to experience great joy in the midst of the incomprehensible circumstances. One morning during role call, her sister looks up at the birds flying overhead through the acrid ash and rejoices at such a "beautiful sight." Corrie is dumbounded at her sister's ability to see beyond the barbed wire of their current existence.

When we experience real communion with the infinite God of the universe, the discouraging circumstances of the moment do not keep us from "turning cartwheels of joy," taking heart and gaining strength.

4 thoughts on “Chapter-a-Day Habakkuk 3”

  1. Thanks Tom … it’s through the prayers and encouragement of friends like yourself that I am able to hang in there 🙂
    It also helps to know that “joy comes in the morning” is a promise of the LORD and HE never breaks His promises!

  2. The paths God takes are older
    than the oldest mountains and hills.
    I get into habits. There are many different ways to get from point A to point B. I always go the same way, though. Sometimes I like to take old 2 lane highways through the state, they tend to be more scenic and lazy. Sometimes I take the fast interstate. This verse made me think that God sometimes take the old road to enjoy the scenery too. Kind of a cool thought.

  3. The fresh wound of losing my Papa, to whom I was very close, is only 37 days old. In that, Sunday’s are a very lonely and sad day for me right now because I long to be with the rest of my family through this grieving process; but as I sat on my porch-swing yesterday afternoon, I was thankful to the Lord for the breeze through the leaves and the beauty of the day. I am able to rest in God’s faithfulness and enjoy His beauty because of His love for me and my relationship with Him.
    I have to say that it still may take a while before I am “turning cartwheels,” but that could be simply because I don’t know that my body has that capability anymore ;^D

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