| | My heart trembles. In Isaiah 55 we who are thirsty are invited to His living water. We who have no money are offered to eat and drink without cost. In terms of sales and consumerism, we trade our money for a product that is of equal worth. Yet His water comes without a price because there is nothing we have that is of equal value or something we can ever afford. His gift is priceless. And the rain and the snow that falls from heaven - more portions of water - flow down with purpose to nourish and give life. They "come down from heaven" just as the Son to nourish and give life.
Ultimately, I find the more I thirst for the Lord and the more He satisfies that thirst, the thirstier I become. I'm spinning madly wondering what's next yet watching my faith grow as He brings a season of waiting. No sin or shame can keep His love out of my heart. He touched my heart last night as I was covering it with my tired, frightened, and sinful hands. He told me to let go and as I did, He touched my heart and planted what looked like a gem but what I believe to be a seed. I am told to wait. I am told to obey with faith and without hesitation. I am told of a greater wisdom.
I'm spinning madly and I cannot begin to fathom how He can be so good. His living water silences me in awe and it rains down upon my crumbling anxieties. The water flows from heaven as He brushes off my guilt and whispers above the pounding drums that... I am His. It's a waterfall so refreshing and a fountain so sweet that beckons me to reach for more because there is always a greater portion yet to be had. Priceless. About seven years ago His light shined brightly like a burning bush. He told me to go, to go in His name. My quivering voice questioned as He told me His name: I AM. I belong to the voice that belongs to the great I AM. My heart sings just being able to say the word "belong".
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