A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah:
O God, thou art my God; early will I seek thee:
my soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh longeth for thee
in a dry and thirsty land, where no water is
Psalm 63:1 KJV
If you would seek the presence of the Lord,
You must be thirsty like a desert man,
Bereft and wandering, an empty gourd,
A single minded need without a plan.
When you awake, have God be your first thought,
So hungry He consumes you heart and soul
Until your neck is thin, your stomach taut,
Your tongue so thick with thirst and black as coal.
You cannot find the Lord while on your duff;
You must engage the world, but be aware:
When He is all you need, then sure enough,
You’ll find Him all around; He’s everywhere.
The intellect itself cannot find God;
You search with your whole life without facade.
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When I read your sonnets, Jay, I have inspiration to grow! HallELuJAH!