I remember the days of old; I meditate on all Your accomplishments; I reflect on the work of Your hands. I spread out my hands to You; My soul longs for You, like a weary land. Selah – Psalms 143:5-6
There is no more desolate place on earth than the desert of a parched soul.
I have endured the heat of a West Africa dry season, walked the Kenyan plateaus, and hiked in some Western U.S. scrub, but nothing compares with the struggle endured when you are going through a “spiritual” drought. In times like these, God’s Word can seem like “black ink on white paper” and even words of encouragement from well-meaning “family” seem muffled by the external din of this temporal world. To add to the discouragement of such days, the remembrance of what it was like to be spiritually refreshed magnifies the insatiable need.
Yet, therein lies the benefit. In times like these, you will never be thirstier! Like the desert wanderer who only thinks of finding water, we become increasingly focused on returning to the Wellspring of our souls, then upon finding Him, we freely drink, vowing never to leave His side again, until inevitably we do. One writer said, “He that has satisfied his thirst turns his back on the well.”
If you find yourself in a “dry period,” be reminded of Jesus’ words to the woman at the well, “… whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never be thirsty; but the water that I will give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up to eternal life.” He is a well that never runs dry.
Water is the true wealth in a dry land. – Wallace Stegner