Thirsty for Thirst

That ball of flame rises and dries out these fields of dark earth.

Little girl patters into coming light, chirping for water, water.

I fill her cup, and a pitcher too for the tomato plants drooping from waiting pots in window sills.

We break the nightly fast with granola, the nightly soul fast with morning readings in the book of John and these words: “After this, Jesus, knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, said, ‘I thirst!’

God incarnate, thirsty. Like the whole world.
But He’s parched for love.

Do I even know how dehydrated this soul is?
I pray and drink.

And He is quenched.

Praying today:

“O God, I have tasted of Thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me

and made me thirsty for more.

I am painfully conscious of my need for further grace.

I am ashamed of my lack of desire.

O God, the Triune God, I want to want Thee;

I long to be filled with longing;

I thirst to be made more thirsty.”

~A.W. Tozer

Part of this week’s focus on prayer

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