Habakkuk 3:17-19 - Though the fig tree should not blossom, nor fruit be on the vines, the produce of the olive fail and the fields yield no food, the flock be cut off from the fold and there be no herd in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord; I will take joy in the God of my salvation. God, the Lord, is my strength; he makes my feet like the deer's; he makes me tread on my high places.
Dear God, finding joy in the midst of battling hate pages against autistics on Facebook seems impossible, but I would rather find joy than focus on the negativity of those hate pages. Ugh. They are sickening and disgusting and Facebook has yet to respond appropriately to them. We have several people and organizations on top of things now. God, thank You for joy that is not contingent upon circumstances. In Jesus' Name, Amen!
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