Thirsty
The earth is thirsty Lord
cracked
dry
brown
dying
crying out for rain.
The oaks are thriving Lord
tall
green
growing
roots plunged down deep
finding life-giving water.
I am thirsty Lord
empty
dry
stagnant
longing for Your touch.
Cultivate my heart Lord
prune
cleanse
fill
draw
that I might put down roots
and find living water.
“And the Lord will continually guide you,
And satisfy your [a]desire in scorched places,
And give strength to your bones;
And you will be like a watered garden,
And like a spring of water whose waters do not fail.”
Isaiah 58:11
Blessings,
Linda
