Let’s see now, what do we have to be anxious about? The economy is in the tank. My retirement funds are worth 30% less than they were last year. Congress doesn’t have a clue what to do about it. The current administration has a clue but can’t find it. The new administration can find the clue but isn’t in office. Racist hate mongers have captured the imagination of a news media bored without an election to cover. Our two lovely little wars seem to be stalemated. Violence in Africa threatens peace everywhere. We owe our soul to China. Russia doesn’t love us and France does. We are addicted to Corporate Socialism but scared to death at the thought that government might help the little people. Maybe we could gain relief from Habakkuk. You think?
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. (Hab 3.17-19)