As The Deer Pants

 I got up this morning at the prayer cabin and strolled onto the back porch. I looked across the lake on the far shore and saw something stirring out of the pine trees. Upon closer examination I discovered five white tail deer strolling down to the lake for a drink. Like deer are prone to do they were on alert. After a few moments something spooked them, and they scampered back into the woods. 

I immediately thought of Ps 42:1-2 about as the deer pants for water so the Psalmist's soul panted after God. That has been my heart over these two days. I have no idea how many hours have been spent in prayer. I'm not keeping track. That is the main reason I came. To seek God. To long for Him as intensely as the deer thirst for a drink of water. 

Other than lunch with my friend who manages this place and a few phone calls to Brenda and others, I have been isolated shut up with God. Removed from the outside world but near to the heart of God. There are no schedules to keep here. The pace is slower. Prayer times can be extended. There are no distractions. A few chirping birds, but even as I write this the birds are silent. The only sound is the tapping of these keys on this computer. 

My only agenda in being here is to drink deeply from the well of God. To satisfy my soul soaking in Him. The time here is always short. In less than twenty-four hours I will be back on the road toward home and our Wednesday night Bible study. I want to make the most of the remaining time. There is more of God to experience. More of Him to fill my thirsty soul. I thirst after Him like those deer this morning thirsted for water. May He satisfy me in ways nothing else in this world can ever do.