It’s not even summer yet but the temperatures have been heating up here in Arkansas. After spending time dotting in and out of stores only to reenter my sun-bathed car on Saturday afternoon, I longed for a nice cool drink preferable a coke. As much as I love coca cola, there are times it just doesn’t hit the spot. Instead my body finds refreshment through a tall glass of cold H20 only.
There are many substitutes I could use to quench my thirst but water in its simplest and purest form does it best without all the additives. We are all acquainted with physical thirst but are we attuned to h
ow our souls cry out to be filled? It’s the thirsts of our souls that leads us along many trivial pursuits searching for answers, love, belonging, acceptance, balance, and/or wisdom. In our quest to fill the emptiness we each choose different substitutes to silence the cry of our souls. Some chose careers, others chose families, but other chose drugs or food or relationships. The choices are endless but the end result is the same—parched souls.
As the dear pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? Psalms 42:1-2 (NIV)
Parched souls live dusty lives. The dust of our lives clouds out the beauty of the given day. I don’t want the light of His goodness toward me to be dimmed by the dust of grumblings, complaints, weariness, or negativity.
Come, everyone who thirsts, come to the waters; and he who has no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Isaiah 55:1 (ESV)
Rather let me be replenished by the water of His presence that I may be like a well-watered garden yielding precious fruit in my proper season. Our natural bodies do not function well without enough water and one can actually die in the absence of water for too long. Just as dehydration is deadly to our physical bodies, dehydrated souls causes death to our livelihood, creativity, and passion.
Is your soul thirsty? What sources have you been drinking from in your attempt to satiate your soul?
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Yes, Wanda, even when ice cream screams my name (lol), I always have to go back to water, for only water can do what water does. There is a cry, a plea, for life-giving water. There is no time like the present to reach for water: O God, You are my God, earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You, my body longs for You, in a dry and weary land where there is no water. – Psalm 63:1
LOL, nothing screams my name quite like cake but there is a place that is reserved for water. Thanks for sharing that passage from Psalms 63.
I love water, but so can relate to my soul feeling parched. I haven’t had any creative time in 3 wks…
I’m feeling my brain turn to jello…lol Between home improvement project and vacations…I parched !
I could so relate to this post~ Thank you for sharing! 😀
Hi Ella, I hope you will be able to crave out some time to get your creative juices flowing again soon. Vacations sounds like a nice thing. I could use one about now…lol.
I freeze my water bottles just enough that when I bang them against something, I get little pieces of ice. I love to savor the chips in my mouth as they melt. But, the biggest water I receive is from Christ! I thirst for Him ever more. Wanda you are a doll. Thank you so much for your kind comment to me yesterday on my blog. Blessings.
Oh thank JBR. I’m glad you receive the comment in the spirit I intended.
So thought-provoking, Wanda. Your posts have been so attuned to what I have needed to hear lately. I know it is God speaking through you. Thanks for being the what Mother Theresa called “a little pencil in God’s hand.”
Interesting that you would close with that quote from Mother Theresa Pam. I’ve been toying with this post I had in draft for some time now about who holds the pen. I’m honored that He would use me to be a vessel.
Dear Wanda,
This piece spoke to me. The warning that “Parched souls live dusty lives.” and the encouragement, “Rather let me be replenished by the water of His presence…” I think I’m going through a desert place right now in my life, even more reason to replenish my soul with God’s word and His presence.
Thank you for sharing! Susan
Hi Susan, I have had my share of desert places and they can be quite uncomfortable. But there are lessons to be learned even in those places of our lives. I like that despite our location, we still have access to the water-giver, who is our life sustainer.
Oh,yes….nothing satisfies like a tall glass of ice water on a hot day…or any day for that matter…I love water, period….but I especially love that sweet Living Water….everyday…all day….every minute…every second….can’t survive without Him!
Amen. He is our sustainer. Blessings to you Karen. Always a pleasure to have you stop by.