David, talk to me…
O God, you are my God; early will I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you; my flesh longs for you;
In a dry and thirsty land where there is no water.
Ah, you see! I knew you had lived in Habakkuk’s Vineyard!
In a dry and thirsty land where there is no water. That’s it. That’s where I live, too. How did you do it David? How did you not only survive… but thrive?
I confess, I appear to be merely surviving. (It’s not enough.) Not for me. I want to thrive. I want abundant life. (It’s what I was promised.) I’m struggling right now to reconcile “abundant” and “barren”. Those two words appear to me to be at the opposite ends of possibility.
I am so full of angry and unanswered questions.
David… how does God expect me to thrive in a place with no water?
(Life makes no sense to me right now.)
You did it. Tell me, how? Saying life is hard is hardly a revelation. I’m weary of empty words. Sermons and sermonettes that are always promising – and never quite delivering…
(Is it me?)
I can’t figure out how I got here.
I obeyed, I trusted, I believed.
What more should I have done?
(Come on David… talk.)
You obeyed, you trusted, you believed, and still, you ended up in the middle of the wilderness with no water. How did you do it? Whisper the answer in my ear.
I can’t wait to hear… talk to me.
The DREAM~MAKER’S Promise:
My soul follows close behind You; Your right hand upholds me. Psalm 63:8 NKJV
A Caterpillar’s Prayer:
LORD, I am in a dry storm. So many unanswered questions whirling around in my mind. Lots of thunder and lightning in me… but no water. I’m coming to You today for some of that “living water” that You promised in Your word. Please Father… I’m so dry and thirsty. You promised that if I would seek You – I would find You.