I feel so cracked and dried lately. I'm just burned out. My soul is crying for something. I can feel it reaching, stretching to find anything to hold onto. Even in my times with God I feel far away from Him. I haven't been able to find much joy or any peace in recent days, and I can feel it all weighing on my heart more and more. Normally I would say that I strive to achieve a slow, steady incline in my relationship with God, but I feel as if my soul has been riding a pogo stick. Life, the last few weeks, has been constant ups and downs, physically, emotionally, and most of all spiritually.
This psalm is often seen as overused or cliche due to the hymn written after it, but it is nevertheless one that touches my core every time I read it. Especially in times like these.
As a deer pants for flowing streams,
so pants my soul for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God,
for the living God.
When shall I come and appear before God?
My tears have been my food
day and night,
while they say to me all the day long,
“Where is your God?”
Psalm 42:1-3
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