Habakkuk is just another oracle.
Habakkuk’s Complaint- God, I’ve been trying to get ahold of you for quite some time, because I’m surrounded by injustice, pain and all-around douchebaggery.
The Lord’s Answer- Yeah, I know! I’m on it! I’m going to raise up these guys who call themselves the Babylonians. They are going to be seriously badass, but the only god they recognize is their own strength.
Habakkuk’s Second Complaint- Yeah, ok, whatever. What I’m saying is there are a bunch of evil dudes, going around creating havoc, and you’re not doing anything about it! Wtf?
The Lord’s Answer- Yeah, I know the evil dudes suck! They are the Babylonians. I’m raising them up to destroy them though, so it’s cool. They’ve built their shit by dishonest, unjust and cruel means (cough, Trump), so I will bring all of them to their knees and teach them some manners. By killing them. Are you writing this down? Write this shit down.
Habakkuk’s Prayer- God, I’ve heard a lot about you. You are a terrifying, magnificent dude. When you say that you’ll take care of this shit, I believe you! So even though my life and the world around me is miserable, I am happy and take faith in your word that you will clean this shit up!
Up next, Zephaniah.