Tomorrow I am to preach on Psalm 63. t is wrapping up the year long series on the Ten Commandments, sort of bringing them full circle, turning the positive aspect of the Tenth Commandment back onto the first. Inside myself, I feel like I am in this hyper commercial, over stuffed, over stimulated, spiritual desert. In some ways I almost wish for the barren desert of the wilderness of Judea. My, how we always seek what we don’t have. My spiritual life feels choked and squeezed lifeless by the cares of this world, the anxieties of life, and by the wanton excess of everything. I just wish that the longing would return, as in days of old, as in days of my youth.
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.