Day Fifteen

Day 15

 No sugar or dairy

We bought a house, literally, in the country. I never wanted to purposefully move out to the country, but we did because of a grandson! Amazing how grandchildren can change you (wink). Besides the grandson, the best thing about country living is the beautiful sky on display. But another really cool feature are wild deer sightings, sometimes close up. The Bible references deer some thirty times. One of my favorite verses is Psalm 42:1, “As the deer pants for water so I long for you, O God” [The Living Bible].

Character Sketches (Institute in Basic Youth Conflicts, 1981, Volume II) explains that there are two times a deer develops a tremendous thirst for water—when fleeing from danger and when withstanding an opponent in combat. Similarly, we are to develop a spiritual thirst for God’s Word by fleeing from youthful lusts and resisting the devil in spiritual combat.

Our spiritual thirst should drive us to Him each day so we can become more like Him!

Grateful that today is “hump day” for this month, but thirsting to know Him more through this experience.

I must close with a very humbling prayer by A.W. Tozer that is so fitting here:

O God, I have tasted Thy goodness, and it has both satisfied me and made me thirsty for more. I am painfully conscious of my need for further grace. I am ashamed of my lack of desire. O God, the Triune God, I want to want Thee; I long to be filled with longing; I thirst to be made more thirsty still. Show me Thy glory, I pray Thee, so that I may know Thee indeed. Begin in mercy a new work of love within me. Say to my soul, ‘Rise up my love, my fair one, and come away.’ Then give me grace to rise and follow Thee up from this misty lowland where I have wandered so long.

Are you thirsty, yet?

 

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