God’s Thoughts to Me
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God (Psalm 42:1, NIV).
Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him (Psalm 34:8, NIV).
I grew-up in a family who attended church faithfully every Sunday. It was quite a fundamentalistic kind of denomination.
Even then I could feel the faintest stirring in my heart for a God who was larger than the confines of the doctrines I was taught.
I remember thinking often of the Word who is alive and not imprisoned by the dead letters of Scripture; the One who is living high up in the sky looking down at me with love.
These thoughts developed through the years into a holy desire, a consuming hunger … a hunger for love … a hunger for God.
In retrospect, I realize that my heart was only responding to the overtures of love fom the Lover of my soul as He was pursuing me, beckoning me,”Rise up, my darling. Come away with me, my fair one. (Song of Songs 2:10).”
At first I tried to quench this thirst in the loving embrace of my husband, the sweetness of my children and even studying the works of some excellent Bible teachers.
But all, to no avail. Nothing and no one could satisfy this proliferate hunger that was begging to be stilled.
A.W. Tozer describes this hunger splendidly in his work, In Pursuit of God, when those with that kind of hunger are confronted by theologians who, for once, are expounding the Scriptures correctly,
“They will admit the force of the argument, and then turn away with tears to hunt some lonely place and pray, ‘O God, show me thy glory’. They want to taste, to touch with their hearts, to see with their inner eye the wonder that is God”.
He mentions that the fragrant heart theology of a grand army of saints is rejected in favor of a smug interpretation of Scripture.
King David was a man after our Pappa’s heart. His psalms and hymnody are filled with the cries of a longing, thirsty seeker who longed and panted after our God who is Love. We have all experienced that longing he so poignantly described in Psalm 42:1.
And who can remain unmoved by his exuberant joy, praising our Pappa after he found Him. The finding is made so much sweeter because of following hard after God (Psalm 63:8).
We find the same longing in the heart of Paul, who left all his religious credentials behind to follow his Lord Jesus.
The cry of his heart, the all-consuming hunger was to know our sweet Lord, to be found in Him, to share in His sufferings and to experience the ressurection life of our Savior King.
At the crossroads of my life, I knew I was confronted, just like Paul and David, to choose; either the empty religious ways of the world or to follow hard after Him … to know Him … to taste and see that He is good.
For me there was not much of a choice for where would I rather be than in Him. Luke paints this picture so beautifully, “For in Him we live and move and have our being” (Acts 17:28).
Where can anyone find love that is unmeasurable, love we can taste and see, where we truly KNOW the Lover of our souls is good, love that can only be experienced in His Loving Embrace.
Much love xx