Living Hydrated

Early the other morning, Grant woke and came into the kitchen. I was sitting at the table. He bypassed me and went straight to the refrigerator. He was drunk off sleep -eyes halfway open, and stumbling around. He cupped his hands up to the water dispenser on our refrigerator door and pushed.

"Get a cup buddy!"
"Mom, my mouth is just so dry. I'm so thirsty."
Water went everywhere. He didn't care. He just had to wet his lips.

That is exactly where I am today. Thirsty.

The time change is killing my quiet times. It sounds like an excuse, I know. So today, I am a little dehydrated, cupping my hands up to Jesus, asking him to pour himself out.

Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters...why spend money on what is not bread and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and your soul will delight in the richest of fair. Seek the Lord while he may be found; call on him while he is near. Isaiah 55:1,2 &6.

God offers nourishment that feeds my soul. But I must come to Him first. His nourishment is free. How often have I spent money or worked trying to find satisfaction for my soul? Too many times to count. My kids can't satisfy. Brent can't satisfy. Food can't satisfy. Even Target can't satisfy - although it comes close :) . These things bring me joy. Yes. But do they satisfy? No. They will fail me. Only God can satisfy.

Hear me on this. We do NOT have to work for our salvation. By grace it is a free gift. However, to nourish my soul, Isaiah tells me I must eagerly receive it. I must come (55:1). I must listen (55:2) and I must call on God (55:6). So that is where I am today.

Grabbing my cup of joe I am off to sit at the feet of Jesus. Listening to him and calling on him. Cupping my hands to his Word. I am over feeling dehydrated. I am over feeling tired and unsatisfied. I pray he makes a mess of me - spilling over to every crevice of my soul. I don't want just a cup full. I want him to overflow.

Love is here. He satisfies.