As a Deer

As a deer pants for the streams of running water, my soul longs for you, O God.

Do I long for God?  Are You the first thing on my mind and heart each day?

If I am honest, I long for companionship, for love and acceptance, for people in my life, but I must pray about how all of these longings are truly the longings I have for You and for Your perfect will for my life.

There is joy in that, in the acceptance of all things, especially the crosses as Your perfect will, calling me to You.