As the deer pants for the water brooks, So my soul pants for You, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God; Psalm 42:1-2a

It was time for brutal self-honesty.  I wasn’t thirsty enough.  My soul didn’t pant for God.

So I set my jar of honey on the kitchen counter! It was my daily reminder to taste the sweetness of God.  And I find the more I taste the sweetness of God, the more I want.

O taste and see that the Lord is good!  Psalm 34:8