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    LIKE A PARCHED LAND

    Grocott's MailBy Grocott's MailSeptember 24, 2009No Comments2 Mins Read
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    Psalm 143. A heart wrenching cry to God from a human being in need. A vivid picture of agony: "My soul thirsts for You like a parched land".

    In this piece of poetry the phenomenon of drought becomes symbolic of the universal experience of a person’s need for God. Of course there are the "good times" when we feel on top of the world.

    Psalm 143. A heart wrenching cry to God from a human being in need. A vivid picture of agony: "My soul thirsts for You like a parched land".

    In this piece of poetry the phenomenon of drought becomes symbolic of the universal experience of a person’s need for God. Of course there are the "good times" when we feel on top of the world.

    When our lives effortlessly slide into cruise control, and we just feel so fine. But somehow the words of the psalmist remind me that we are essentially, always, like a parched land before God.

    We human beings are so dependent on the countless elements that determine our health, happiness and well-being, the weather just being one of them: the rains and the sunshine, the winter rest and new growth of summer.

    We always need God, not just in times of drought. Dare we say that a drought, like the one we are encountering right now, may just remind us of our constant need of God?

    If He is our Creator who infused in us the life of his own Spirit in the beginning (Genesis 2), then we are indeed like a parched land without Him. So let us pray for rain.

    Let us ask the Giver of all good things to have mercy on the community of nature around us. And also to pour his Spirit of faith and hope and love into our thirsty souls.

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