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Topic: Hunger (11/08/04)

TITLE: The Desert
By Karri Compton
11/11/04

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I crawl on my hands and knees, exhausted. My strength is totally depleted. This once appeared to be flat and easy terrain, much preferable to the strenuous mountain trail. But now I recognize it for what it is. Dry, barren, unsatisfying, lifeless, intolerable.

Every part of me is parched. I find no water here to quench the unrelenting emptiness inside. The growling within me has grown louder, a taunting cacophony I cannot silence. I am bone weary, seeking for what cannot be found.

How have I arrived in such a place? Where are the grassy, green meadows I once danced through? And those cool, clear rivulets flowing down mossy boulders to glassy pools? In my heart I know the answer to these gnawing questions.

I am here because I have chosen it. In my stubbornness, I would not be led where You wanted me to go. The path was too steep, the way unclear. My heart had forgotten Your words so precious: ďI will never leave you, nor forsake you.Ē Your faithfulness was not enough for me to trust You again. And so I set out on my own. Thinking I could make it alone, I ignored Your tender voice.

You gave me what I asked for. Control of my life, if only for a season. And where has it gotten me? The desert. A wandering wilderness from which only You can rescue me. My selfishness has ripened into despair. Now I would give anything to return to You. I know the height from which I have fallen. No matter where the journey leads, I choose it, just to revel in Your presence again. Iím at the end of myself. And that is right where You want me.

Oh Lord, create a hunger
this world canít satisfy.
Take me from this wasteland
to Your streams that wonít run dry.

Help me feast upon Your Word,
desiring Your will;
knowing that your love alone
my empty life can fill.

Never stop reminding me
to always put You first.
Continue working in my heart
so as the deer Iíll thirst
only for Your presence
fully dwelling within me.
May I overflow with You;
You are my victory.

Karri Compton
11-11-04


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Lois Jennison Tribble11/15/04
I enjoy how you soulfully took us from crawling in the desert to the former heights; and reaching the end of yourself, take a passionate plunge into pure poetry. Thank you for this offering, Karri, rich with yearning for the heart of God.
Lucian Thompson11/15/04
Karri, I have been in this desert and I have felt what you so awesomely written. Very powerful, thought provoking, article. It really moved me.
Debbie OConnor11/15/04
Excellent entry. Very honest and beautifully written. I have visited the desert, too. And I've known the hunger for Him you describe. Great.
Jean Boulmay11/17/04
Karri,
Wonderful article! It flows.
Verlie Ruhl11/17/04
Your lovely poem at the end is so reminiscent of David's Psalms, where he declared that he could not survive without the sustenance of God's word. Good job!
Mitzi Busby11/18/04
Karri, seems we were on the same wavelength. Isn't it neat that there is no distance in His Spirit? Great job of prose and poetry. God bless!
Rebekah Bentley11/19/04
I could feel the despair you created from dragging yourself to the desert. It's sad how we try over and over to take control of our lives, knowing that only Jesus can lead us. But He is faithful to answer our cries when as last we realize the folly of trusting our own strength, and He takes us once again and fills us up. :)
Liz Hoyt Eberle11/20/04
Oh yes, how well I know. Kari, you write beautifully.