Day 78–Habakkuk

I weighed in at 253.6. Who cares.

The world is a terrible, horrible place. As more videos, witness testimonies, and stories roll in about Alton Sterling, Philando Castile, and others violated by injustice, I felt myself called to the beginning of Habakkuk.

For those of you not familiar with one of the oft-ignored minor prophets with an awesome name, this is NOT a good thing. Being able to compare a current situation to anything out of the prophets is really not great (giant plagues of locusts, piles of bones reanimating, etc.), but for me Habakkuk has always taken the cake.

The prophecy begins with Habakkuk crying out in the face of injustice…a very familiar sentiment right about now. I’ll let him take over.

Habakkuk’s Complaint

Lord, how long shall I cry for help,
    and you will not hear?
Or cry to you “Violence!”
    and you will not save?
Why do you make me see iniquity,
    and why do you idly look at wrong?
Destruction and violence are before me;
    strife and contention arise.
So the law is paralyzed,
    and justice never goes forth.
For the wicked surround the righteous;
    so justice goes forth perverted.

For me, the key here is to keep crying out. God responds–doesn’t always respond in the way we want (like…keep reading Habakkuk after the above text. Chapter 1. I’ll wait.) but He responds nonetheless–but we cannot be silent. We cannot let injustice win, but more importantly (because justice always has two sides…never forget that) we cannot let our fellow humans suffer in silence, or suffer alone.
Reach out to those hurting.
Love those in the throes of suffering.
Speak for the voiceless.
Stand for those beaten down.
Cry for help, and let justice go forth.