"I thirst for the living God," Psalm 42:2.
Just like a deer thirsts for a stream of water, we thirst for you, O God! Our tears have flowed. People even asked us if you're there! We speak from broken hearts. We used to sing songs of praise. But now sadness fills us. So many troubles overwhelm. Yet. Yet. Yet, we will remember you, anyway. We choose to put our hope in you. We choose it. We choose to praise you, anyway. You, our savior, our God. Why do we stay sad? Why so upset? You do indeed show your true love daily. So, at night we will, yes, we will sing. We will pray to you, O living God!
As we meet with a brother or sister today in the midst of life's struggles, we turn eyes toward God. And, together, we give thanks for hope that his faithfulness will sate our thirst completely.
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