Thirst

Tuesday in the Third Week of Lent

God split the hard rocks in the wilderness

and gave them drink as from the great deep.

Psalm 78:13

In the pre-dawn I am already on the road, leg one of a journey that will take me across the country. I reach for my water bottle only to discover it is empty. It will be a while before I can refill it.

I begin to feel the thirst like an ache deep in my bones. It is perhaps exacerbated by my interrupted sleep.

Simple things, water and sleep. Everyday things—except when they are not. I hear a long-ago voice giving advice to a new mother. Drink when you can. Rest when you can.

My soul also thirsts and aches for reassurance. That I am on the right path, that I am following God’s call, that I am being faithful. That rest will come.

And again, I reach for the comfort of the psalms. I will drink from the abundance God provides in the wilderness. I will rest in the assurance of God’s faithfulness.

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