I long to thirst for You more- yet a shaming lack of desire persists. I ache for depth and refreshment, but my flesh faints, proving my frailty. My soul clings to You because only You are God.
You lift my eyes from circumstance and onto You. You cause me to behold your power and glory. Your steadfast love is better than life. I know this, but do I live this?
Do I praise you? Bless you? Lift my hands to you? Do I find satisfaction in You and in your choices for me? When I do, everything changes.
You cause me to remember, and I meditate on You because You are my help. I hide in the shadow of your wings – not in front of You or behind You – but covered and protected by You. I sing for joy because I am more than satisfied. My joy overflows and bursts forth in praise. Your right hand upholds me, and I do not fall prey to my enemies. You will build your church. You will build me. I rejoice in You.