January
God, I confess I often want your gifts more than I want you. I come to you primarily as problem-solver, not as prize worth having for yourself. I value what you can do for me more than who you are to me. I'm using you more than loving you, and that's painful to admit. Forgive my utilitari
January
David's prayer seems almost blasphemous in its boldness: "As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God" (Psalm 42:1-2). He compared his spiritual longing to physical desperation - not polite preference for God but pan
January
Delight yourself in Me, and I will give you the desires of your heart - not because I'm a wish-granting genie, but because when you delight in Me, your desires change to match Mine. What you want starts looking like what I want. Our hearts beat together. That's intimacy.