I need hunger pains

When the time passes which I am without food, I begin to know more evidently my need to eat: both in my mind and in my body. My prayer is that the Lord would make every moment more painfully clear to you and me, day by day, the need to be dwelling in Him and the need for Him to be exclusive to us. I pray it with hope that we would not cease to actively live for Him until we are like Him and are satisfied with Him: this, when He finally brings us to Him – in paradise.

God does not merely desire more of us; in all actuality, He requires all of us. Satisfaction is a state of 'that’s good enough' where further seeking is not wanted or found to be needed. Our goal in seeking God while we are on Earth is not to be satisfied in Him, but to have a deeper longing for Him. That, for all that He has called us to.

TIME (to ramble again)

I was just thinking... every day one single year takes up less and less percentage of my life. This has resulted in my recognizing that when I was a kid a year was a long long long time. Now, a year is pretty long, but not unbearable at all.

It's true, isn't it, that the older a person gets the more a minute's measurement of time will resemble a second, as will the hour's measurement of time resemble a minute? Imagine the consequences!

(No wonder children are always asking "are we there yet?" It's been soooo long for them as compared to the adult driving, who doesn't understand two hours to be a long trip what-so-ever)

I wonder to what extent our perception of time shapes how we live. Are we tossing a minute here and a minute there and still fall short to spend a solid minute in prayer?

Time. Interesting.

If my body will die one day (I have a hunch that it might :O), then it's only a matter of TIME until that moment comes that I breathe my last breath. Since day one, my time on this planet has been counting down (Although, my time with the Lord is eternity!). Going with this idea, there is a set number of times I will have the opportunity to lead songs, make people laugh, make people think, encourage somebody, pray for somebody, be there for somebody, be the one leaning on somebody else...I wonder how many more opportunities I have left.

God's will for you and for me, I believe, comes not by means of force but in form of opportunity. My temptation is to think about all of the times I have disregarded opportunities. In doing so I would disregard the opportunity I have in this moment.

So..

God be praised! He has been flawlessly faithful to all generations. In no storm can I find a reason to be complaining. Let a storm come over Your people, Lord, that we may cry out in fear of our lives. Scared to death, help us dwell in Your presence always. This, I pray, so that You may be given our opportunities...our lives.