I'm thirsty. I long for the refreshment of a cold drink. Milkshakes won't do. Softdrinks don't suffice. I need water. In fact, when I'm really dry, even lukewarm water is better than drinking other things.
"My inner self thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and behold the face of God?" Psalm 42:2
I do not want another's opinion. I do not want another's idea of God. I do not want my image of God. I want God. Nothing and no one can satisfy the longing in my soul. Sometimes the storms of life drench me with His flow of strength. Sometimes the streams fill me with His bubbling of everpresent joy. Sometimes the quiet pools reflect His grace and peace. But God is who I seek in the midst of all and God is who satisfies. The living God, alone. selahV
[© SelahV Today, hariette petersen, 2008]
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