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).

Have you ever been thirsty?

I mean, really thirsty?

Not, “I could sure go for a tasty caffeine-free diet soda right about now” thirsty.

More like, “I sure wish lizards sweat, because I could lick the sweat off a lizard” thirsty.

That’s what David is describing here.

Only…you know…for God.

Beloved, I gotta tell you, I don’t feel that longing, that soul thirst, nearly as often or as intensely as I ought to.

Most of the time, I’m content with far too little of God.  Read a little Bible, post my little blog, say a little prayer on my way to work…

I want more.

No, if I’m honest I should say

I want to want more.

If this is ever going to work, if I am ever going to be the man he has called me to be, I need him to do more than grant the desire of my heart.

I need him to plant the desire in my heart in the first place.

Beloved, I’m glad you’ve got it all together, because some days I’m just a mess.

But, at least I’m his mess.

Happy Monday, Beloved.