PRAYER FOR SPRINGS IN THE DESERT
Blessed are those whose strength is in you, in whose heart is the pilgrimage to Zion. As they go through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs. Psalm 84:5-6
Baca ~ A waterless place in Palestine that would become a pool of springs when rain fell.
Is every waterless place in my life a place of springs? Is every desert a fertile plain? Is this present wilderness a green meadow? I say to You in prayer today that it will be so! I change my perspective and believe You for a ‘place of springs’. You promised this ~ and more ~ if I live in worship of You and if my heart is wrapped up in pilgrimage.
Every name of You, I speak out loud. Every name of You, I worship. You are Your name. Every meaning of every name, I ponder. Every name of You, I embrace. Every name of You is hope for my waterless place.
I am a pilgrim, not a settler. I have passed through many Valleys of Baca and You have turned them into fertile places of learning. You held me close, whispered in my ear, and we grew intimate.
Now, once again, let the rains come to my soul. You are Jehovah Roi – my shepherd in this place. You are Jehovah Shammah – the One who is present with me. You are Jehovah Jireh – the One who sends the latter rains. You are El-Roi – the One who sees me. You are Jehovah Shalom – the One who is peace in my turmoil. You are Jehovah Yahweh – the One who is salvation for every need. You are Comforter, Commander, Consolation, Consuming Fire, Crown of Beauty, Dayspring, Deliverer, and Dwelling Place.
No desert will define me. No scorching heat will cause my soul to shrivel. Every thought of You makes me heart beat faster. Joy, energy, resilience, and strength flood my being because You are my Bread. When I close my eyes today, let my ears continue to hear the waterfall of Living Water. Amen