17 Though the fig tree does not bud
and there are no grapes on the vines,
though the olive crop fails
and the fields produce no food,
though there are no sheep in the pen
and no cattle in the stalls,
18 yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will be joyful in God my Savior.
19 The Sovereign LORD is my strength;
he makes my feet like the feet of a deer,
he enables me to tread on the heights.
My prayer: Lord, even though the fig tree doesn’t bud, or there are no grapes on the vines, I pray that you be my sustenance. Be my source of life, breath, and strength. I pray that I turn to you, that I turn to a living and loving God, and not the lies of Satan. Help me Lord, for your strength is made perfect in my weakness.