For the past several days I have been reading and rereading the same passage of scriptures from Isaiah 55 and Isaiah 58:11. Just allowing my eyes to linger on the words and giving the ample opportunity to soak deep within my heart. The words remind me of the parch places I used to dwell. They remind me of time when all I could do was cling to His promise of quenching the thirst of those who were thirsty. Those life giving waters gave me hope. And here I am again drinking again from those well. In fact it’s daily that I need to be found savoring these waters but far too often I allow the demands and cares of this world to draw me away from the very thing that supplies the sustenance to sustain all my doing.
Tonight I decided to read these passage in The Message Bible, which reads,
I will always show you were to go.
I’ll give you a full life in the emptiest of places—
That one little phrase a full life in the emptiest of places really spoke to me. If left with a choice, most of us would choose to be in a place of abundance rather than one that is bare (although bare doesn’t have to mean you’re barren). But those words—a full life in the emptiest of places–tells me that our surroundings do not have define the state of our lives.
Things around you can be bare but yet your life be still full. I have written before about how we are often full yet empty. But what does a full life in the midst of the empty place really look like is the question that stirs in my thoughts.