Psalm 63

Is it just spring and it's warmth that I am desperate for? I think it goes beyond that, and what I read in my quiet time this morning really spoke to me and I wanted to share:

Psalm 63:

"O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.

So I have looked upon you in the sanctuary, beholding your power and glory.

Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.

So I will bless you as long as I live; in your name I will lift up my hands.

My soul will be satisfied as with fat and rich food, and my mouth will praise you with joyful lips..."

Some days I find myself begging God for the entrance of spring, for a refreshing rain, for a sign of life in a land that's been sleeping. Similarly, there are days I pray for the people I worship with every Sunday, who live in a dry and weary land without the presence of God in their lives, failing to lift up their hands, neglecting to praise Him with their lips. I find myself desperate for a move of the Holy Spirit in their lives, the same desperation I feel when I know that spring is near but it seems so long in coming. My own soul has been satisfied with that rich and fat food of the Lord. My desperate hope is to see it planted in the garden and bearing fruit!