My Soul Thirsts for You
A Psalm of David, when he was in the wilderness of Judah.
1O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you;
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
Today it rained for the first time it seems in months.
My wife and I had begun to collect water in buckets. Last week we collected almost 20 gallons worth of excess water in our shower and from our faucet. The sheer amount of water we collected and hauled to our front lawns to resuscitate dying plants brought to our attention how wasteful we are. So it’s a small change that we’re incorporating into our lives. I’m no Josh Brown, but it’s a start.