Somebody kept me up wayyyy too late last night…. It was Java Man. No, not the fake caveman of evolutionist thought — but a fat, round little machine who begs me to drink coffee until the pot is empty. Beware Java Man!
So this morning, instead of a cuppa joe, I started off with Habakkuk and juice.
Check out chapter 3 …but I’ll start you off with verses 1-2 (and imagine this in T D Jakes’ voice with a full choir and orchestra in the background — the organist’s fingers flyin’, etc.)
A prayer of Habakkuk the prophet, set to wild, enthusiastic, and triumphal music.
O Lord, I have heard the report of You and was afraid, O Lord, revive Your work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years make [Yourself] known! In wrath [earnestly] remember love, pity, and mercy.
Okay, did you go back and read that first verse? with all the wild, enthusiastic, triumphal music? What a way to pray!!!! Get rowdy! Crank ‘er up, boys!
Even though Isaiah will pretty much always be my favorite prophet, I’m thinkin’ Habakkuk is a pretty “cat’s meow” cool kinda guy.