It’s raining today in the land of pine trees and lakes.  We are in a drought of sorts so the very faint rumble of thunder early this morning was thrilling.  We (my dear husband and I) have been working diligently to keep our new sod alive.  The prospect of help from above fills me with thankfulness.  What I really wanted to do was stand in our front yard in my pj’s and do a little happy dance:)! 

This feeling was a great reminder that my soul will always thirst for God.  In Psalms 143:6 (NLT) David says, “I reach out for You.  I thirst for You as parched land thirst for rain.”  Sometimes my soul is thirsty and sometimes I’m parched.  All pale and crunchy, like our lawn.  An amazing transformation happens when that same lawn receives a little water, it brightens up.  Let it have a steady rain and it becomes lush.  My soul is like that.  My recognition of the Holy Spirit’s presence and my willingness to let Him “rain” on my soul is thirst quenching.  John 4:13-14 (NLT) quotes Jesus reminding us of this very thing.  “Jesus replied, “People soon become thirsty again after drinking this water(from the well).  But the water I give them takes away thirst altogether.  It becomes a perpetual spring within them, giving them eternal life.”

In Oswald Chamber’s beloved classic “My Utmost For His Highest”, he talks about our depending on God’s presence.  “Having the reality of God’s presence is not dependent on our being in a particular circumstance or place, but only is dependent on our determination to keep the Lord before us continually.”  I like the secure feeling we are promised that God’s presence is not dependent on our circumstances.  This becomes very important when we are in a “tight spot” as George Clooney’s character says in”O Brother Where Art Thou”, (don’t watch this unless it’s been edited – way too much cursing!)  I’ve been in a few “tight spots” over the last couple of years and I bet I’ll be in a few more before I leave this world.  I’ve learned some great lessons and I hope to share some of those along the way.  Until we visit again…

Drink up from that perpetual spring!

Live Blessed,
Carmen