My Soul’s Water

I crawl under the covers late, and pull my laptop onto the bed. 

I can’t write another post about feeling sluggish and lethargic … Can I?

I look at the temperature (again) just to confirm what I feel. It’s HOT.

Outside the window, the hydrangeas are scorched, the blueberries are shriveled, and the chickens have dug dirt pits in the coop to try to stay cool.

The pool water keeps evaporating.

Everything’s thirsty.

I stare at the screen, stuck. 

Must. Produce. Something.

The well’s dry.

Thirst strikes suddenly, and I look to my nightstand. So thirsty. There is no water but there is the Word. I open to the paperclip bookmark, my daily spot.

And there it is, my drink.

*O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;

My soul thirsts for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

Yes, I do. Yes, it does.

A dry and weary land: That’s it. 

And here it is. My soul’s water.

Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you. So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands. My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food, and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips …

I smile to myself, inwardly translating my own equivalent:  I will praise you! I will bless you! I will lift up my hands! My soul will be satisfied as with a large icy cold DQ cookie-dough Blizzard! 😉 I will praise you with JOY!

… when I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night; for you have been my help, and in the shadow of your wings I will sing for joy. My soul clings to you; your right hand upholds me.

My soul clings to you, O God. 

Because you are my soul’s water. 

In my heart’s drought, my discouragement, my lethargy and listlessness, in my withered waiting and frequent faithlessness …

… it only takes an instant to return to the Well. 

To my soul’s water.

Therefore repent and return, so that your sins may be wiped away, in order that times of refreshing may come from the presence of the Lord. (Acts 3:19)

{Thanks for reading.}