Water

In Estonia I became aware of the fact that I take water for granted. Here, it is abundant. There are water fountains pretty much everywhere and water is free in restaurants. In Estonia, water is available but not without a price. At restaurants it is not free and they do not believe in free refills. I have never felt so deprived of water in my life. At one restaurant, for example, a glass of water was 200 kroons whereas milk was 100 kroons and coke was 15o kroons. A coke was less money than water? It just did not make sense to me. I found myself more thirsty for water than I have ever been. Coke became my Estonian water.. I drank more coke the 13 days I was gone than I probably have in the past 3 years combined. I am not a big soda fan. Another reason Coke was better there was because it was usually in glass bottles. Something about the glass bottle makes it so much better.
So, I was thinking about all of this last night and thinking about how thirsty I was for water and I began thinking about how I had been thirstier for something else. For God's presence, for Him to unveil His truths, for Him to show me Something Beautiful, and for Him to reveal His love in a way I was yet to experience. In both my personal trip journal and here, on my blog, I asked God for challenges and challenge me He did. Not to boast, but I rose to the challenges... well, let me put it in a better way: I forced myself to rise to the challenges to allow Him to quench my thirst for once. He quenched the thirst I had and brought about a newer and stronger thirst. I enjoy this thirst though. I am excited about it because it is one that has never been aroused in me before. Its a thirst in the deepest depths of my heart. Then I had another realization. I have taken HIS thirst for granted. Spiritual resources and people of faith are also abundant here, in comparison to Estonia. It is more common to be believe in God here than it is in Estonia, a place where less than one percent of the people believe in God. I have taken these things for granted and allowed myself to remain thirsty for small things when those thirsts could have been quenched a while back. So the question I have inside of my head and the one I am going to present to you is: Why be thirsty when we can choose to allow God to drench us in His love? Especially when a newer and greater thirst will be revealed afterwards; one that the Lord is always willing to delightfully satisfy?

Just a thought.