Scripture
Habakkuk 3:17–18 (NRSVUE)
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.
Refrain
Even now, joy rises in me.
Quote
Desmond Tutu
“Discovering more joy does not, I’m sorry to say,
save us from the inevitability of hardship and heartbreak.
In fact, we may cry more easily,
but we will laugh more easily, too.
Joy is a discipline.
Not a denial of pain,
but a way of holding it with grace.
It is how we lean into the promise
that suffering does not have the final word.”
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