Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Talk to me, Abba

Drink deep when you are at the spring so that you may not languish in the desert. In the dark and lonely places of persecution and affliction, recall my goodness. Recall the ways that I have moved on your behalf. Recall answered prayer. Think long on the joy that I have given you. When you focus on thankfulness in the desolate places, you bring with you powerful rivers of joy. Rain is coming.

"They did not thirst when He led them through the deserts. He made the water flow out of the rock for them; He split the rock and the water gushed forth."

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