A word picture

As I was reading this morning, I came across a verse that drew a picture for me in my mind, and I wanted to share that picture with you all.

Imagine yourself standing with your arms stretched out, dry as dry can be, with the sun beating down on your upturned face. Tears are streaming down your face, but there is a smile in your heart as you feel the Father slowly start to take away the parched-ness of your being. As you feel the blessed relief of cool, wet, water trickling over your soul.

This is my prayer today. And tomorrow. And the day after that. I want to be dry, begging to be filled only with Him.

Psalm 143:6 I spread out my hands to You, I am like parched land before You.