A Reflection for the Iraq and Afghanistan Generation — Part 2
Key Passage: Habakkuk 1:2; 3:17–19 (NLT)
(All Scripture quotations are from the New Living Translation, NLT.)
You came home. But if you’re honest, not all of you did — and part of the war didn’t stay behind, either. It followed you through the door. It sat down at your table. It got into your sleep and your marriage and the space behind your eyes, and it has been fighting you on home soil ever since.
For a lot of you, there was a day it got louder. You stood in your own living room and watched it on a screen — the airfield swarmed, the flag coming down, the ground you bled for handed back in an afternoon like it had never cost anybody anything. Names of places you fought through house by house scrolled past a news anchor who mispronounced them. And a question came up out of somewhere deep and would not sit back down: was it worth it? Was any of it worth it? You may have gone quiet on the outside while that question tore around on the inside, because the people around you couldn’t hear it and wouldn’t have known what to do with it if they had.
I’m not going to hand you a tidy answer and change the subject. But I want to take you to a man in the Bible who watched his whole world get handed over to the enemy — and who did not stay quiet about it.
His name was Habakkuk. He wasn’t a soldier, but he knew exactly what it is to watch everything you love get overrun. He was a prophet living in the last days of his nation, watching it rot from the inside — corruption, violence, injustice everywhere he looked — and then watching God allow a brutal foreign army to rise up and sweep the whole thing away. He saw the collapse coming, and he could do nothing to stop it.
And here is what makes Habakkuk different from the polished, patient saint you might expect: he argued. He didn’t swallow it and put on a brave face. He took the whole raw, furious, grieving question and threw it straight up at heaven.
He opened with this: “How long, O Lord, must I call for help? But you do not listen! ‘Violence is everywhere!’ I cry, but you do not come to save” (Habakkuk 1:2, NLT).
Sit with that for a second, because it might be the most important thing in this whole reflection. That is a man telling God, out loud, that He seems absent. That He seems to be doing nothing while everything falls apart. That the crying out has gone on so long it feels pointless. And God did not strike him down for saying it. God did not call it weak faith or a lack of discipline. Instead, He preserved it — He put Habakkuk’s complaint in the Bible, where it has sat for twenty-five centuries so that men and women exactly like you would know it is allowed.
If part of the war that followed you home is a running argument with God about why He let it happen — why He let good men die for ground that got given back, why He didn’t come to save when you cried out — then understand this: Scripture already has a book for that. You are not being faithless. You are standing exactly where a prophet stood. The door to God is not closed to hard questions. It is the honest ones He tends to walk through.
Here’s the part that will feel familiar. When God answered Habakkuk, He did not give him the explanation he was looking for. He never fully told him why. What He gave him instead was something harder and, in the end, better.
God told him: “This vision is for a future time. It describes the end, and it will be fulfilled. If it seems slow in coming, wait patiently, for it will surely take place. It will not be delayed” (Habakkuk 2:3, NLT). And then the line that would echo through the whole rest of the Bible: “The righteous will live by their faithfulness to God” (Habakkuk 2:4, NLT).
Read what God actually did there. He didn’t defend Himself. He didn’t lay out the strategy. He said, in effect: what you are looking at is not the end of the story, even though it looks like the end from where you’re standing. There is an appointed time you can’t see on the calendar. It is not slow, even when it feels impossibly slow. And in the meantime — in the long gap between the collapse and the resolution — the way you survive is not by getting the answer. It’s by faithfulness. By staying, by trusting the character of God when the evidence of God is nowhere in sight.
You may never get the full answer to “was it worth it?” on this side of heaven. But the absence of the answer is not the absence of God. Habakkuk learned that the two are not the same thing — and it changed how he stood.
By the end of his little book, Habakkuk hasn’t gotten his nation back. Nothing on the outside has improved. The enemy is still coming. And yet the man who opened by shouting “how long?” closes with some of the most defiant, clear-eyed worship in all of Scripture. Listen to where he lands:
“Even though the fig trees have no blossoms, and there are no grapes on the vines; even though the olive crop fails, and the fields lie empty and barren; even though the flocks die in the fields, and the cattle barns are empty, yet I will rejoice in the Lord! I will be joyful in the God of my salvation!” (Habakkuk 3:17–18, NLT).
Do not miss what he does there, because it is the same move Joseph made and the same move you are being invited into. He does not deny the loss. He names it, item by item — no blossoms, no grapes, no crop, empty fields, dead flocks, empty barns. He looks straight at the total wreckage of everything he worked for and everything that was supposed to sustain him. He counts every empty barn out loud. And then, over the top of all of it, he lays one unbreakable word: yet.
Yet I will rejoice in the Lord. Not because the harvest came in — it didn’t. Not because the fields filled back up — they were still empty as he said it. His worship was not a reward for a good outcome. It was a decision made while the outcome was still visibly, undeniably lost. That is the posture God is holding out to the veteran who watched the ground handed back and can’t stop asking whether it was worth it. “Was it worth it?” quietly assumes that worth is measured by whether the ground held. Habakkuk found something sturdier to stand on than the ground.
And look at the very last thing he says, because it’s where I want to leave you: “The Sovereign Lord is my strength! He makes me as surefooted as a deer, able to tread upon the heights” (Habakkuk 3:19, NLT). The man whose fields lay empty ends up surefooted on high, dangerous ground — not because the danger left, but because his footing was never in the fields to begin with. It was in the Lord.
The war that followed you home does not get the last word over you. Bring the “how long” honestly — God can take it, and He wrote a whole book to prove it. But don’t stop in the complaint. Follow Habakkuk all the way to the yet. You can stand, surefooted, on ground that got handed back, in a life where some of the barns are still empty, because the God of your salvation is your strength and He has not been overrun.
You came home carrying a war. Let the Lord fight this one for you — and let Him bring you all the way home.
Want to read Habakkuk’s whole story for yourself? You’ll find it in the book of Habakkuk — it’s only three chapters, and worth every verse (NLT).
Next in this series: The Enemy You Couldn’t See — the hypervigilance that never shuts off, the enemy who wore no uniform, and the armor God actually gives.
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