How long, God, will you tolerate wrongdoing?
Destruction and violence are before me;
there is strife, and conflict abounds.
The law is paralyzed, and justice never prevails.
The wicked hem in the righteous,
so that justice is perverted.
There is still a vision for the appointed time.
If it seems to tarry, wait for it;
it will surely come, it will not delay.
Look at the proud! Their spirit is not right in them,
but the righteous live by their faith.
Moreover, wealth is treacherous;
the arrogant do not endure.
—Habakkuk 1.2-4, 2.2-5
Beloved One,
I root myself in your grace.
Others are blinded by anxiety
but I see your vision of peace.
Others may gasp for air and grasp
but I breathe in your love
and rest in your mercy.
Others may live by desperate strife
but I receive your blessing.
I trust your faithfulness.
I open myself to your grace.
Beloved, I live by your love.
I live by your love.