Disappointment followed disappointment.
Discouragement settled in.
Depression hovered on the outskirts.
Questions filled my mind.
Sorrow flooded my soul.
Tears poured from my heart.
I thought these were your plans.
I didn't understand.
I was hurt.
I was angry.
I'm learning to accept
Disappointment as His appointment.
God is sovereign.
My song--the words of the prophet Habakkuk.
"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.
The Sovereign Lord is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to go on the heights." Hab. 3:17-19
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