The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” And let the one who hears say, “Come.” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price. Rev. 22:17
Dear heavenly Father, of all final commands with which you could have completed the Bible, I’m thankful for what you chose. Instead of “Do more. Try harder”, you went with, “Come, thirsty ones! Come, desiring ones! Come and take the free gift of the water of life.”
Hallelujah, many times over, for I am thirsty. I do wish to come, and I do so right now—gratefully and expectantly. For from the day you first convinced me of my need of Jesus and gave me gave me faith to trust him, I’ve had an unquenchable thirst for the water of life—the living water Jesus alone can give—the artesian spring of grace.
The bitter waters of sin and self-righteousness only made me sick, fortunately so. The deceiving waters of my broken cisterns satisfy ever so briefly. The illusionary waters of countless mirages proved to be just that—empty illusions. I’ve paid dearly for all of these false waters. But the water Jesus gives us is wondrously free!
So once again, I bring my thirst to you. I’m thirsty to know Jesus better and better. I’m thirsty to be filled with the Holy Spirit. I’m thirsty to be quicker in my repentances and slower in my excuses. I’m thirsty to be more generous and less fearful. I’m thirsty to be freer to love others as Jesus loves me. Father, slake these thirsts, by the waters of the gospel.
I’m thirsty for the new heaven and new earth. I’m thirsty for the wedding feast of the Lamb, when the bride will no longer say, “Come!” but will say, “We are here, all of us!” I’m thirsty for the Day when God’s glory will cover the earth as the waters cover the sea. I’m thirsty for the Day of no more thirst. Father, I have no doubt you will fully satisfy all of these thirsts, in your perfect time. So very Amen I pray, in the fullness and faithfulness of Jesus’ name.