O God, you are my God; eagerly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you, my flesh faints for you,
as in a barren and dry land where there is no water. ~ Psalm 63:1
I can feel this.
This opening verse to Psalm 63 never fails to connect with me at an emotional, almost physical level.
It's piercing, but in a good way.
I can feel the longing of the psalmist.
I can feel the deficit they feel: the parched soul, the body ready to collapse.
And I can feel that this is not idle seeking: They are clamoring, they are questing. This is not a passing-the-time-with-religion kind of thing.
Today, I feel the need.
I wonder whether you do?
What do you do when you feel this need? Soul-thirsting, flesh-fainting need...
Do you try to shake it off? Fight it off? Tell yourself, you're ok. You can do this. You can summon the power from somewhere?
Or do you admit your need? Do you allow yourself to rest in that space?
Do you allow yourself to say to God, "I need you?"
I think it's hard for some of us to admit, even of God, that we have need.
Try it today. Try to let yourself tell God: I need you.
Try to rest in your own limited humanity, to know that you are enough, and that God is more than willing, more than eager, to make up any deficit.
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