Sometimes I wish I could respond to the Word as well as I respond to a big slice of soft, decadent chocolate cake. I can’t resist–EVER! Yet, when I’m busy and have a schedule to keep, I will resist God’s pull into his Word from which comes my strength, hope, and focus for the day. So, my challenge to myself today is less cake, more God. He will fill me up without packing on the pounds!
so my soul pants for you, my God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.
When can I go and meet with God?
3 My tears have been my food
day and night,
while people say to me all day long,
“Where is your God?”
4 These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:
how I used to go to the house of God
under the protection of the Mighty One[d]
with shouts of joy and praise
among the festive throng.