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Day 2 - The Lock

Psalm 42: 1-4 & 7-8
As the deer pants for streams of
water so my soul pants or you, O
God.My soul thirsts for God, for
the living God. When can I go and
meet with God? My tears have been
my food day and night,while men
say to me all day long where is
your God?These things I remember
as I pour out my soul:how i use
to go with the multitude leading
the procession of the house of God,
with shouts of joy and thanksgiving
among the festive throng.

Deep calls to deep in the roar of your
waterfalls all your waves and breakers
have swept over me. By day the lord
directs his love at night his song is
with me a prayer to the God of my life.

I'm almost speechless once again. Ive read this one psalm a thousand times, okay maybe a hundred but who's counting anyway. Ive been meditating on this one word all day and some where in this psalm is the question I'm looking for. Actually is right there in verse 2 part b. Last night the lord whispered one word to me. Now as I type this i realize that he gave me an answer to a question I hadn't even asked yet. It amazes me how he knows what I need before I ask. I'm so glad He does because sometimes its hard to ask him for what I really need. You know that saying every human error is a reflection of an error you have with God? course you do cause I'm always saying/ quoting it. I find it to be so relevant in this area of my life. I know God desires to give away all He has. He intends to keep no good thing to himself but rather share it with his people.

He has shared so many great things with me. From wisdom and understanding all the way to joy and strength and everything in between. But I have yet to share this one thing with him. I have yet to open up and let him do what only he can. Let him show me his face as a true father and unashamed lover. He is madly in love with everything about me. In return I'm crazy in love with him. So crazy that I set up boxes of what if, just in case, and you never know.

Yet God is so patient that he waits. He is so faithful that he is still knocking on the door. Thank God He is not like man. I'm at the edge of this cliff. Instead of looking down I choose to fall.

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