It's dry, It's dusty, this once lavish land has withdrawn its waters, and we are left, bewildered, parched, in need of a path where there seems to be no path, wandering, weary, worn......Jesus........we are left, we are lost, all the means that seemed so certain, all the ways that seemed so sure, gone, dissipated, dissolved...and we are left, destitute...depleted...drained of all life......
Then let Me be your Life.......Will you take hold of My hand now? Now that all else has deserted you in this barren place? Will you know the One Who does not change when all else has shifted like these sands beneath your feet? Will you hear Me knocking now, and will you at last open to Me, now that there is silence, now that the din of competing deities have stranded you here? Will you let me be Your Way where there seems to be no way? In your frailty will you take hold now of My strength? Will you let Me Love you now, now that all your fickle followers have gone and your lovers have left you loveless? Will you draw from Me now that all other wells are dry? Will you finally come to this Table? My Love, will you finally come?
"Ho! Everyone who thirsts, Come to the waters; And you who have no money, Come, buy and eat! Yes, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price. Why do you spend money for what is not bread, and your wages for what does not satisfy? Listen diligently to Me, and eat what is good, and let your soul delight itself in abundance. Incline your ear, and come to Me. Hear, and your soul shall revive; and I will make an everlasting covenant with you." -Isaiah 55:1-3