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Failing Crops

Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior. Habakkuk 3:17-18

Lately, I've felt overrun by an enemy. Busyness, fatigue, lack of motivation - all these things seem to be getting in my way. The Word has seemed like mere words on a page. It feels like my crops are failing; my inspiration has waned. Every day is met with more to be accomplished, and I lack the desire to accomplish it.

Why is it so difficult to find the Living Water these days? Like West Texas, I feel I have dried up. How many months can we go with virtually no rain?

Lord, no matter how dry I might feel, I will choose to praise You today. Every fiber of my being wants to flee. I want to run to where I can find something to drink. Help me to wait for Your refreshing rain. Make me holy as You are holy. I feel alone. Where are You?

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