When I lived in Maine, I enjoyed looking on the bright red blueberry barrens, after harvest. It was an awesome sight to see miles of crimson bushes. Yet, it meant that there was no fruit left. The berries had already been harvested. This is how Micah saw his people. There was no righteousness left, no fruit for his master. Even his loved ones – even the one who lies in his arms – everyone was asking him where God was. Micah chose to wait for the LORD to reappear.
LORD, make us people who trust you, who dare to wait for you to show up, even when everyone around us is denying your existence.
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