March 4th

"As a deer longs for flowing streams, 

   so my soul longs for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
   for the living God."  Psalm 42:1-2

i am so hungry,

Gentle God,

starving for a taste,

even if only a crumb,

of your grace 

in these graceless moments.

i am so parched,

Living Water,

my lips are cracked

and my throat is as dry

as the grass on a blazing

summer's day, because 

no one, no one seems 

willing to share from 

those deep wells of love

you have poured into each of us.

i search,

wandering God,

i search high and low

far and wide

for just a glimpse 

of hearts which overflow

with compassion and hope

in these days when it seems

being heartless has become

the newest social media challenge.

(c) 2025 Thom M. Shuman

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