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God, the stand-up comedian: Provider of laughter and water

"Blue Water Mirage" - artist Carol Owen
Let it never be said that God has no sense of humor.

I have to get a medical test later today that requires fasting from both food and drink. First,let me tell you I am the worst fast-er in the world. I hate it. All I can think about is food, water, tea, more food. Then, one of the medications I take gives me a very dry mouth. You could say that this sets me up for a lousy morning.

So I settle in to say my morning prayers.

All who are thirsty, come to the living waters!

and

Like the deer that yearns
for running streams,
so my soul is yearning
for you, my God.

and

All who are thirsty, come to the water. You who have no mone, come receive grain and eat;
Come, without paying and without cost, drink wine and milk.

There's a theme there, right? It's not just me ...

Like so many of us, I have a lot of prayers to lift up to the Lord daily. Health issues, money problems, worries about work and kids - all of these are try to give to the Lord in prayer, trusting that He will answer all my needs according to His holy will.

This morning, He providentially reminded me how much I need Him. I need him more than I need food or water. I need to yearn for him, to come to him empty-handed in trust, hope and love. He is the living water, the only water that truly matters.

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