It is hot, y’all. Somewhere along the way I was tricked into thinking that following the rainy season there was a slightly cooler start to the dry season. I was looking forward to avoiding the flooded and muddy streets that come from rainy days, while enjoying a cool breeze. But as soon as the daily rains ceased, the heat turned up like someone had thrown a switch and demanded torture for those of us who happen to live in Cambodia.
Having grown accustomed to the rainy season weather, this week I have found myself having to be very careful about getting enough to drink. There is nothing quite like a cool glass of water when we are thirsty, is there? (We also went to a bookstore under the guise of purchasing a folder for school, when really it was just to enjoy the AC for a bit).
I was struck by the image of thirst and water as I was reading in John 7. In verses 37-38 we find, “On the last and greatest day of the Feast, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, ‘If anyone is thirsty, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, streams of living water will flow from within him'”. John goes on to explain that this living water is the promise of the Holy Spirit.
Just as I have been thirsty lately because of the heat, I have noticed a thirst in spirit as well. I have felt restless and sort of irritable to be honest. Longing for something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. It hit me when I read this, deep in my soul is a deeper thirst for Jesus. He doesn’t want to quench my thirst with just a trickle but rather an abundant, overflowing stream of living water flowing through and out of my life. Even though I am here on a Kingdom assignment, even if I should know better, I easily slip into the habit of trying to quench my thirst with things that don’t satisfy. In this journey of life, especially since arriving in Cambodia, God has been gently (and sometimes not-so-gently when I am slow to listen) pointing out the rocks in my heart- those things that get in the way of this life-giving river flowing out of me. Really they are more like ginormous boulders. Through his Spirit and power and help, the boulders are being revealed and removed. I want this overflowing river, the Holy Spirit filling the thirsty places in my soul.