Longing To Feast

The awful hollowness of a day lived absent of the conscious awareness of God's presence is excruciating enough to create an insatiable longing to be enveloped by Him. King James English expresses it, "As the deer panteth for the water, so my soul longeth after Thee, Oh God." A more familiar modern declaration is, "Lord, I'm desperate for You..." Either expresses the recognition of a bankrupt heart, bending in desperate humility, clinging to the hem of His garment. St. Bernard of Clairveaux states it well: We taste Thee, O Thou Living Bread And long to feast upon Thee still: We drink of Thee, the Fountainhead And thirst our souks from Thee to fill. Never surrender experiential heart-theology in favor of smug self-sufficiency. Long to feast upon Him still...