1As a deer longs for flowing streams,
so my soul longs for you, O God.
2My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
the face of God?
I would bet that most of really wish we felt the way that the psalmist who penned these words felt, but there are times we have to admit that most of the time our longings and thirsts are not for the Holy One. No, we long for money, prestige, power, respect, love, recognition . . . and I could go on and on here. The list is almost limitless. Yet even so, can we honestly say the list includes God? Not very often.
So let our prayer be this: God, make me long for your presence in my life. Make me thirsty for your Spirit and life in me.
Of course with a prayer like this, you just might want to cross your fingers or say under your breath, “Just kidding, Lord.” After all, what if God took us seriously if and when we prayed these words? That, my friends, is a scary thought and worth pondering before we commit ourselves to any prayer, let alone the one above.