I often think of David, out in his fields with the sheep, on the back side of nowhere…. and how he came to know the Living God, and became established in His love. No cell phone to tend to…. he only cared about communicating with One. No worship music playing on an iPod…. he made his own. And he knew God.

That’s what I go for, in a world where there is a fine line between my electronic tools enhancing my knowledge of God and actually distracting me from Him. I want to know him. I walk into my own fields nearby my house and tell my Father, I am here, I am listening, I want to know you. And I often feel His pleasure in this simple way of being.

David had his raw hunger, and he had the Holy Spirit.

No scrolls, no Bible, no whiz-bang spiritual superstars to whip up his faith.

Not a perfect man, not even close. But he knew God. Among all the voices in scripture, David’s stands next to that of Moses and Jesus himself in witnessing to me about who God truly is, what He wants of me, and how I might know, enjoy and love him.

Faith lives in me that my God is within reach as, as He was for David. Why should I dare to believe this?

Because we drink of the same Spirit, we worship the same amazing Person.