Yet

Even though the fig trees have no blossoms, and there are no grapes on the vines; even though the olive crop fails, and the fields lie empty and barren; even though the flocks die in the fields, and the cattle barns are empty, ...

YET I will rejoice in the Lord! I will be joyful in the God of my salvation! The Sovereign Lord is my strength! He makes me as surefooted as a deer, able to tread upon the heights.
(Habakkuk 3. 17-19)

How awesome that feeling of DANCING is, in midst of everything. When you have this pressure on the outside that tries to kill you, knock you down, giving you bruises. Despite thoughts that want to tear you down, push you, make you cry... Suddenly you find yourself dancing and smiling of joy! You find this joy that is coming from the inner being and starts to dance UPON that problems. This joy makes the pressure inside greater than the pressure from the outside.

While praying I am climbing up that mountain of prayer, and the problems get so small. Looking at them, laughing, knowing that the rain and flow soon will come and take them away, just like that, while I am safe on that mighty mountain.

God is my joy.
God is my mighty mountain.
And he in on my inside.

He will send his rain
So why is it weird that I AM DANCING?