As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God.

Does it?

My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the LORD; my heart and my flesh cry out for the living God.

Really?

Do we weep, crying out in ferverent prayers, yearning to be closer to our Father? Do we long to hear His voice in the cool of the day?  Is our heart grieved by our sins, heavy with the reality of the lost and dying among us? Are our lives filled to overflowing with the desire to glorify and honor Him? Do we awaken each morning with a song in our hearts, and end each day with a prayer on our lips?

Or have we become as a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal?

May our Sovereign L-RD and King awaken within us a desire to truly know Him and the power of His might.

"Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters; and you who have no money, come, buy and eat! Come, buy wine and milk without money and without cost." Isaiah 55:1