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Thirsty for More

Recently I took a day off and took the boys to Dave & Buster's near Schaumburg for some time away at the tail end of their Spring Break.  We left that morning, grabbed Dunkin Donuts and my very important large iced tea, picked up some new sandals for Lucas (that boy sure can wear through a pair of shoes!) and set off!  We had a ball playing games for a while, then had a great meal in the restaurant.  The boys enjoyed some special drinks they love to get when we go and I got more iced tea!


It was a great day!  I LOVE spending time with these two and that day was perfect!  Even the highway wasn't too busy!  Once we got back to town, we made a quick stop at Target and, at the check out, I asked the boys if they were thirsty.  They chose a drink and I started looking for another tea.  Yeah, I love iced tea!  Since I gave up soda 2 years ago, iced tea is my go-to.  As I looked for the tea, though, I was drawn to a bottle of water.  I thought that was weird because I don't often crave water, but I got it anyway.

When I got home, I downed that water.  I shocked myself because I drank it like I hadn't had a drink all day!  At that moment, I realized I normally drink 4 bottles of water during the day at work.  Not being at work, I hadn't had one bottle of plain water.  My body was craving water.

Within the next few days, I was came across Psalms 42.  Verse 1 reads: "As a deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God."

I was reminded that, like my body craved water that day, my spirit craves God.  It NEEDS Him like I need water.  He is my hydration in the desert of a world we live in.  He is the water I need to quench my spiritual thirst.  

The Lord has also been reminding me lately how important my time with Him is daily.  I love my time with Him in the morning, but the weekend schedules through me off and I am not as purposeful in starting my day with Him.  But, before, I didn't always have that thirst.  I might miss my daily time with Him and not think about it until Monday when I was back in my routine.  BUT, of late, as I've really been focused on Him and Him IN me, I've desired Him more, wanted to get to Him more.  My soul is panting after Him.  I need Him.

Time in the Word and prayer isn't to satisfy some egotistical need God has.  Though He misses you desperately if you are not spending time with Him, the time we choose to spend with Him pours back into our souls.  It refreshes our minds.  It meets our needs.  It restores us.

Are you panting after Him?  Or are you quenching your thirst with everything but Him?

"As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for You, my God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.  When can I go and meet with God?"
Psalms 42:1-2


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