The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” And let the one who hears say, “Come.” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price. Rev. 22:17
Heavenly Father, of all the commands with which you could have finished your written Word, we’re thankful for the one you chose. Instead of “Do more, try harder”, or “Buck up and be strong” or “Get up and get on with it,” you went with, “Come, thirsty ones! Come, desiring ones! Come and take the free gift of the water of life.” Thank you.
Indeed, thank you for the living water Jesus alone can give, the artesian spring of healing grace, the life-giving libation of your mercy and love. What a generous, caring, and loving God you are.
Fortunately, the bitter water of sin and self-righteousness only make us sick. The water drawn from the broken cisterns we make, brings zero relief. Mesmerizing mirages prove to be just that—illusions, bone-dry holes in the ground.
So, once again, on Ground Hog’s Day 2018, we bring our thirst to you, Father. We’re thirsty to know Jesus better and better. We’re thirsty to be filled with the Holy Spirit afresh. We’re thirsty to be quicker in our repentance, and slower in our excuses. We’re thirsty to be more generous with forgiveness, and less likely to take offense. We’re thirsty to be as free, whole, and loving as Jesus will make us.
We’re thirsty for life in the new heaven and new earth. We’re thirsty for the wedding feast of the Lamb, when the bride will no longer say, “Come!” but will say, “We are here, all of us!”
We’re thirsty for the Day when your glory will cover the earth as the waters cover the sea. We’re thirsty for the Day of no death, wiped tears, and full joy.
