I noticed it the first time I read through the Gospels. Jesus repeatedly acknowledged man’s hunger and thirst, promising they would be satisfied. I understand now what I didn’t then: that He spoke out of the depths of His human experience. A man who lived …
Lord, you are my bread, the nourishment for my soul and spirit. You allow me to hunger; sometimes you even create it. Like all hunger, it makes me restless. Nothing satisfies that restlessness in my soul until I find a quiet place, and be still …