Many of our daily routines have been challenged and/or taken away, and new ones have been put in their place. Hope is scarce as this pandemic drags on. I find myself desperately seeking something to be grateful for. It is hard to do, let alone maintain. “God, I want to be grateful!”
This morning, I was looking for a new book of the Bible to read when I remembered a friend mentioned the book of Habakkuk. I had never read this book before so I decided, “Why not?” I only made it to chapter two before I was challenged to silence.
Allow me to summarize what I have read so far.
Habakkuk is a prophet and his heart is heavy with the wickedness going on around him. He thinks God is not going to do anything about it, so he challenges God with questions. God answers like He always does and points Habakkuk back to faith.
I pondered that for a moment, but what caught my eye was the last verse of chapter two.
The Lord is in His holy temple; let all the earth be silent before Him. Habakkuk 2:20 NIV
I have been mindful lately about pursing faith, but silence…hmmm? I shut my eyes, and purposely became quiet before the Lord, and a whole new world came to life. My ears filled with a symphony of chirps, hoots, buzzes, whistles, and squawks.
Gratitude swelled my chest. Blessings played like a slideshow through my mind. I was overwhelmed to tears. From that moment my day took on a new meaning.
After breakfast I was clearing the table and a fresh thought clothed me. This is usually a chore, a required act that must be done. I do it without a thought, just as a resolute. Today; however, ensued with a smile and a new sense of purpose I saw it as an act of gratitude towards my savior.
I once thought gratitude was an outward expression, or verbal announcement, but now I see it can be so much more. It wasn’t only the birds and bugs I heard this morning singing their praises, it was the trees and rocks as well.
“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters…” (Colossians 3:23)