Yet I Will Rejoice

Finding Worship in a Frozen Peach and the Book of Habakkuk

This holiday weekend, I spent a good portion of it patching, painting, and cleaning a unit in preparation for a new renter.

It’s the kind of work that’s physical, quiet, and repetitive. Perfect to let your mind wander.

Behind that routine were a dozen mental tabs still open:

• Upcoming financial obligations

• Checking off boxes for deals nearing the finish line

• Zooming out to think like a general, not just a soldier, to protect the long-term vision while navigating short-term battles.

• Processing a barrage of headlines that can make even the most grounded person feel helpless or off-balance.

By late afternoon, I paused. I threw a peach in the freezer earlier and decided to do something with it.

That evening, I shaved it over Greek yogurt with fresh berries and a touch of honey.

That perfect blend of sweet and tart triggered a domino effect, helping me synthesize the day and release a sense of calm.

Not because the circumstances changed. But because I did.

A Prophet’s Breakdown Becomes His Breakthrough

As I sat with that moment, I remembered something wild:

A recent message I heard on Habakkuk called “When God Doesn’t Make Sense.”

Besides having a hard time pronouncing his name, most people probably have a hard time finding it in the Bible!

It’s a short book. A total of three chapters by a prophet who openly questions God’s work.

He lived during a time defined by injustice and idolatry. Judah’s kingdom was being threatened by the rise of the Babylonian empire.

I like this guy, because, like me, he talks to God directly.

Habakkuk cries out in frustration, fear, and confusion.

God doesn’t give him neat answers. He gives him a vision, a promise, and a reminder:

“The righteous will live by faith.” – Habakkuk 2:4

By Chapter 3 Habakkuk’s world hasn’t changed. His fear is still real.

But his posture? Totally different.

“Though the fig tree does not bud… though there are no grapes on the vine…
yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.”
– Habakkuk 3:17–18

This is defiant joy. Not naïve. Not performative.
It’s rooted in who God IS, not in what God does for us.

From Frozen Fruit to Full Perspective

That bowl of yogurt wasn’t just a snack. It was an act of worship in disguise.
A reset. A reminder. A moment of stillness that let worship rise again in me.

I thought about how David danced when the Ark came back, even though his life was chaotic.

How Paul and Silas sang in prison, despite their chains.

How Job worshipped even after losing everything.

And how Habakkuk, full of trembling, still declared: “Yet I will rejoice.”

That’s the kind of faith I want to continue to keep walking in.
The kind that doesn’t wait for resolution to bring reverence.
The kind that says: “God, I don’t get it. But I trust You. And I’ll praise You anyway.”

The Invitation

Maybe you’re in a season where the work is quiet, the load is heavy, and the breakthrough feels just out of reach.

Can I offer you something small but powerful?

Pause.
Breathe.
Find something gentle.
Let it speak.

And when it does, respond with praise!
Not because everything’s perfect.
But because God is still worthy.

Even in the dark.
Even in the waiting.
Even now.

“The Sovereign Lord is my strength…He enables me to tread on the heights.”
– Habakkuk 3:19