True Refreshment: Drinking Deep of God
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The document is a poem that expresses feelings of deep thirst, loneliness, and distress from being tormented by enemies. It describes the speaker's longing to drink from God and find refreshment and praise in God's presence again. The pressures of weariness, taunts from people, and apparent abandonment by God have left the speaker crying out in despair.
True Refreshment: Drinking Deep of God
- 2. True Refreshment: Drinking Deep of God Psalm 42 & 43
- 3. Psalm 42:1-11, 43:1-5 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I'm thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, "Will I ever make it—arrive and drink in God's presence?" I'm on a diet of tears— tears for breakfast, tears for supper. All day long people knock at my door, Pestering, "Where is this God of yours?"
- 4. These are the things I go over and over, emptying out the pockets of my life. I was always at the head of the worshiping crowd, right out in front, Leading them all, eager to arrive and worship, Shouting praises, singing thanksgiving— celebrating, all of us, God's feast!
- 5. Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.
- 6. When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar. Chaos calls to chaos, to the tune of whitewater rapids.
- 7. Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me. Then God promises to love me all day, sing songs all through the night! My life is God's prayer.
- 8. Sometimes I ask God, my rock-solid God, "Why did you let me down? Why am I walking around in tears, harassed by enemies?" They're out for the kill, these tormentors with their obscenities, Taunting day after day, "Where is this God of yours?"
- 9. Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.
- 10. Clear my name, God; stick up for me against these loveless, immoral people. Get me out of here, away from these lying degenerates. I counted on you, God. Why did you walk out on me? Why am I pacing the floor, wringing my hands over these outrageous people?
- 11. Give me your lantern and compass, give me a map, So I can find my way to the sacred mountain, to the place of your presence, To enter the place of worship, meet my exuberant God, Sing my thanks with a harp, magnificent God, my God.
- 12. Why are you down in the dumps, dear soul? Why are you crying the blues? Fix my eyes on God— soon I'll be praising again. He puts a smile on my face. He's my God.
- 14. “ My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?”
- 15. The Pressures Pressures of Weariness & Thirst Pressures of Pestering People Pressure of what I don’t have or what I used to be Pressure of crushing chaos Pressure of apparent abandonment
- 16. “ I am torn asunder, distracted, I can take no more.” Bernard of Clairvaux
- 17. Peggy Noonan “ Get yourself into trouble. Let life make you miserable.” “ Trouble is good. ‘Man's extremity is God's opportunity.’” “ For most of us, the world with all its dazzlement has to turn pretty flat and pretty dry before we want God.”
- 18. Verses 5, 11 & 43:5 “ Fix my eyes on God – soon I’ll be praising again.”
- 19. Find God in the Physical “ When my soul is in the dumps, I rehearse everything I know of you, From Jordan depths to Hermon heights, including Mount Mizar.”
- 20. Find God in the Physical “ All beauty in the world is either a memory of Paradise or a prophecy of the transfigured world. ” Nicholas Berdyaev
- 21. Talk to Him Without Filtering “ Abandon the shoulds, the oughts and the boxes.” Dale Wolery
- 22. Talk to Him Without Filtering “ Clear my name, God; stick up for me against these loveless, immoral people. Get me out of here, away from these lying degenerates. I counted on you, God. Why did you walk out on me?”
- 23. Talk to Him Without Filtering Natalie Grant - The Real Me Foolish heart, looks like we're here again; same old game of plastic smile: Don't let anybody in. Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break? How much will they take before I'm empty? Do I let it show? Does anybody know? Painted, life is behind a mask; self-inflicted circus clown, I'm tired of the song and dance. Living a charade, always on parade, what a mess I've made of my existence.
- 24. Remember what you know of Him These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng.
- 25. Capture Him in the Crush Your breaking surf, your thundering breakers crash and crush me.
- 26. Capture Him in the Crush “ YET” “ Yet I will praise him.”
- 27. By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me—a prayer to the God of my life. Look for His Love
- 28. “ Lord, I crawled across the bareness to you with my empty cup, uncertain in asking any small drop of refreshment. If only I had known you better. I'd have come running with a bucket.” Nancy Spiegelberg