As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?” Ps. 42:1-3
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matt. 11:28
Dear Lord Jesus, your Word gives voice to every season, circumstance, and emotion we experience in the journey to gospel wholeness. In our joy and in our despair, and in everything in between, you are with us and you are for us.
Your love is the one constant in our unpredictable lives. You don’t love us more when we have a dancing heart. You don’t love us less when we have a doubting heart. Indeed, with kindness you drew us, and with an everlasting, unwavering love, you hold us. Great is your faithfulness and compassion.
Today we bring our discouraged, weary hearts to you, and we bring some of our deeply hurting friends with us. Lord, sometimes it feels like life is just too much: the hard providences and the difficult people we do life with, seem to multiply…
The aches and pains of this tent of a body we live; cars, air-conditioners, and plumbing that break down, usually at the worse time; spouses who expose our sin as much as they reveal their own; children who seem allergic to the gospel and who make the same bad choices we did; mounting bills and decreasing resources; and a world, and even family members, who say, “Where is your God in all this?”
Lord Jesus, you know what this is like—more so than anyone else. For you took the ultimate combination of assaults, somersaults, and insults on the cross, for us. Your cry, “My God, my God, why have your forsaken me?” assures me we will never be forsaken—never, even when life mocks our confidence in you.
It’s your thirst on the cross that assures us that our thirst is only fleeting—though at times it feels fatal. Indeed, as we pant for you, Jesus, you are running to us with the living water of the gospel. Thank you, thank you, thank you. We collapse on your promise of sufficient grace today. So very Amen we pray, in your faithful and tender name.