November 19, 2016
Tonight I found myself crying on the way home from Flores. Funny how I just called the jungle my home. Anyways, the stars are SO bright here. Absolutely beyond beautiful. And as I’m gazing at them, it hits me. For the first time in my life, I’ve been away from everything I used to help define me as a person. Friends, family, jobs, hobbies, and even foods.
There might be pizza or a familiar brand every now and then, but overall NOTHING satisfies me truly when I get my cravings for back home. Whether it is people or ice, nothing truly compares to home.
I’m sitting there and this revelation is taking place and I find myself asking the question; does He really satisfy my soul? It’s a great song to sing but a completely different thing to walk out daily. And I realized that though there are times when I’m a bratty child and not appreciative of what the Lord is in the midst of doing that overall He really does satisfy my soul.
When I want to get on wifi and call my friends to complain, He satisfies my soul. When I’m so done and just can’t anymore, He satisfies my soul. When I don’t feel good enough or insecure, He satisfies my soul. And most importantly when I want to reach for those things that He stripped away when I got saved, He satisfies my soul. My cravings. My hunger. My desire. My passion. He satisfies it all.
King Jesus is better than Gatorade y’all. After years of sweating and playing sports, I’ve come to the conclusion that Gatorade is correctly called a thirst quencher and not a thirst satisfier. The reason being because no matter how much I drink, I’m going to want some good clean water afterwards. Jesus is the clean water I crave and long for after my Gatorade binge. And there is absolutely nothing more refreshing than Him.
You satisfy my soul.
