Panting for Water
In this dry, parched desert, water is a necessity, not just a fashion statement that you carry with you. The thermometer streaks red to 109 degrees. Leaves on the trees shrivel under the blazing sun’s heat. Birds take refuge in the shade of scrub bushes and the streets and sidewalks are barren of people as everyone hides in air-conditioned homes, stores, or places of work.
Water, the life-quenching drink, glides over prune-like lips. It slides over the tongue, refreshing the dry walls of the mouth. It flows through the hoarse throat to penetrate each body cell and pore. Refreshment will come as the body absorbs the cooling moisture.
Construction workers, landscapers, the early morning walker, the Mom at her son’s baseball game or swim meet, the errand runner–all pant for one thing–water. For it is their life here in the desert.
Jerusalem is a desert. The image of thirsting for water was clear to the psalm writer. Panting for water is compared to our panting for the Lord. Do we thirst for the Lord because He is our life? Do we quench the thirst that threatens to dehydrate us of spiritual life? Do we long for Him as our body longs for water in this sun-baked land?
I need to drink in the Lord more often and more frequently in my day to be well hydrated spiritually.
How about you?
Nice post Janice. I just said to someone this week that that God’s well never runs dry. The problem so often is that we sit in our deserts, dry and parched, never approaching his well. Sometimes we just look at it from afar. I want to stay at the well, drink as often as I want or need, and help others who approach. I have a feeling it’s shady there too!
How true! We look at the well but never approach it. How foolish! We would never do that if our bodies were thirsty. We sometimes don’t grasp the value of that spiritual drink.
Thanks for coming by.
From My Heart to Yours,
It gets mighty hot here in Southern Arizona as well. By this time of year, if the monsoon has not hit, we can easily hit above 110 degrees.
Need to refresh ourselves both physically and spiritually.
Thanks for coming by.
Because I live in the desert of West Texas and 109 is referred to only as “pretty hot”, this really hit home today. Thanks.