(Psalm 42: 1-2), is one of my favorite Psalms because it describes my burning thirst and longing to be in God's presence.
"As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for You, O God. My soul thirst for God, for the living God. when can I go and meet with God?"
When my whole world was falling apart following the death of my only daughter, Danielle, I didn't know what I could humanly do to get through those agonizing days and nights of knowing and often times watching her suffer from the effects of pancreatic cancer. There were nights when all I knew to do was to get on the floor and praise God, worship God, and Yes, thank Him. What did I have to thank Him for you might be asking? I had to thank Him for allowing me to birth such an awesome child. the Lord had given her the heart of a worshiper as well. He had graced her with the anointing, faith and power to handle this test, this affliction of the soul. I discovered that there is a power beyond our comprehension that can sustain us when we are in hell, and there's no rope, no help, no way humanly out of that dark devastating place, b ut by the grace of God!
I didn't wait until the crisis came to reach out to God out of the depths of my soul. I began chasing after God some ten years earlier. God had prepared me somewhat for this difficult task. He had hand picked me, knowing that I would pass the faith test. God knew that I loved Him, and that I might struggle in my faith walk through this trial, I might wobble, and lean to the side from time to time, but like the palm trees that bend way over during a hurricane; they always seem to straighten back up. They are seldom uprooted from the ground during tumultuous times. I thank God that I had an anchor that grips the solid rock and His name is JESUS!
This heart cry of David in Psalm 42, is the entreaty of every true worshiper. Where is God? Why can't I find Him? After I suffered the second devastating news about my husband's terminal lung cancer in October of 2011, I was asking myself that question. As he lay lifeless on life support, I began to ask God if He knew what day it was, because it was exactly the same day a year ago that we lost Danielle. The doctors and nurses were trying to convince me that taking him off life support was the thing to do. The doctors had said the cancer was terminal. There were tumors in both lung.They only gave him a few weeks to live. I told God, I couldn't end his life that day, I couldn't live with both of them dying on the same day. But somehow with my son, Trevor's help, we made the decision to take him off the ventilator. That was the hardest thing I had ever done in my life. Watching your loved one take their last breath was earth shaking for me.
Fortunately, I had learned to build a road to where God could be found, that I may reach up to Him and He could apprehend me, care for me, bind up my wounds, and give me the assurance that He would give me beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, and a garment of praise for the spirit of so much heaviness. That is why my book: "Don't Forget To Say Your Prayers," had a prayer that followed each chapter. These prayers were birthed out of a lot of fellowship, pain and suffering. They aren't just filled with empty platitudes, they are filled with the Word of God, His holy Scriptures.
So deep is the hunger and thirst of the heart of a worshiper that they seek God until they are caught by Him;. Their passion for Him will not allow them to stop until they gain the One for whom they reach. Hours spent in prayer and praise are the rule for them, not the exception. This attitude is uncommon in the Church. we are much too comfortable to expend the effort such a passion requires. Why is this? I am glad you asked. One possible reason is that we have yet to experience the beauty and power of God's manifest presence. Therefore, we do not understand that the reward for our seeking Him is worth every bit of our effort and time.
Another reason might be, our self-centeredness and the competing loyalties within us prevent us from giving full allegiance to anyone, including God. A lot of time we are caught up in the personality of the pastor. we think that taking time to worship God will cut the preachers time to minister, or take away time from the choir or the announcements!!!! We cannot seek Him with all our heart because there are too many closed doors in us that bar God from entering.
Walking in God's ways and obeying Him in all things is a privilege, not a hindrance. But we often treat God as such. When things become a little difficult-we don't like singing choruses, we are out too late Saturday night, we begin to tire from standing during the praise and worship time-we are quick to assume that coming to church and giving God our full attention is an imposition rather that a blessing. But we could not be further from the truth.. We are dead wrong!!
Remember that God doesn't need us so that He can be God. We need Him so that we can be human. Seeking Him is for our benefit, not His. When we praise and seek God's face, He turns around and finds us. He gives us himself, which is all we really need in order to survive, and come up swing at the devil the next time he tries to afflict us, or tell us that we'll never survive the death, the job loss, the drug addiction, the divorce," come on somebody," the abusive husband, father, the abandonment you faced when your parents left you with some relative that you didn't even like.
If, then we find that we are unable to see God because of the many obstacles in our life what are we to do? GET RID OF THE JUNK AND CLEAN HOUSE!!! Oh, I just said something right here! That is why our three nights services on July 11-13 is Called: "Clean This House." you might not want to miss this corporate worship experience, if you are anywhere near Hartford, Ct. Check out the details on the home page on my website. Hope you were able to get some revelation from today's blog post. God Bless!
"Don't forger to say your prayers."