Sunday Afternoon Musings
What do you do when the mere reading of the Scripture reduces you to tears?
What do you do when your heart is longing for some … something your lips can’t describe and our mind can’t explain but your spirit knows … something is needed, something it can almost taste, something it can almost reach … but not quite?
Like standing on tippy-toes trying to touch something that is just the tiniest fraction away but unreachable nevertheless.
What do you do when your spirit is longing for God and he seems just out of reach?
I’ll tell you where I go.
I go to the Psalms.
I go to an undistracted place.
I go to a silent place.
And I listen to the voice of God in his word as I pour out my longing to God. God’s Spirit, expressed through David, becomes my teacher and and I use David’s words to frame my prayer for the satisfaction of a longing that only God can give. Today, stimulated by a reading in our service I will be in Psalm 63. Join me.
Psalm 63 (ESV)