dehydrated

my lips are cracked.

chapped.

dry.

i rub them together and know I need water. Lots of water.

it’s been too long.

i should have sensed it coming.

i’ve lost all moisture in my lips.

my body is dry. i feel weak.

i'm in trouble when my body has to pull moisture from other areas in order to stay hydrated.

my lips are proof that my body is dry.

my lips are dry.

i have nothing more to say.

my soul feels dry.

i have nothing more to give.

nothing meaningful or hopeful.

i am skin and bones.

i lack energy. i feel depleted.

life sucked out of me.

my soul is thirsty.

empty.

weak.

cracked and dry never look good.

face sunken in.

all moisture gone.

an unhealthy look takes over.

i tell myself I have to take care of me.

i will myself to drink water.

sips at a time for that is all i can muster up.

every ounce is soaked up like rain hitting hot pavement.

i need more.

i must continue to drink.

before i lose all control, i must quench this need.

 

i will myself to open the Scriptures.

i know deep down there’s still a song on my heart.

my mind recalls a hymn.

i hum the chorus.

i tell myself His Word is true. Alive. full of hope.

i need more.

i must come to this place often.

before i spiral down, He must quench this need of the soul.

dehydration is proof we are dry.

it’s gone too far. it’s been too long.

only one thing can satisfy.

water.

Living Water.

 

Psalm 143.6-8 says, “I stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land. Answer me quickly, O Lord! My spirit fails! Hide not your face from me, lest I be like those who go down to the pit. Let me hear in the morning of your steadfast love, for in you I trust. Make me know the way I should go, for to you I lift up my soul.”

so stretch out your hands.

i am doing the same.

let Him satisfy you and me today.