Flood me

My Lord,

It seems like you want to flood us.
Streets,
ditches,
streams,
rivers,
sidewalks,
basements.

I’m not enjoying it.
You can stop anytime.

But that’s not you.
You can’t help but flood the minds and hearts of your people.
Sometimes your Spirit comes in like a tidal wave,
just to remind me who you are
and what you are capable of doing.

I know you are all-powerful.
I know you’re the Living Water.
I know you give life–
you don’t take life.

You refresh, you satisfy, you fill.
You are enough.
You are more than enough–
I can’t handle your power or your mercy.
I can’t understand it.

So when I feel that I have more than I can handle,
I must be looking at the floods around me
instead of looking up to you
who are more powerful and more capable than anything this world can throw at me.

Flood me.
Help me not to fear your flood
but to ride the waves–
to sail on–
to walk on water–
to drink from your cup.

Make the water that you give me
well up and flood everyone and everything around me.
Make me your tidal wave of love and mercy.

You are my Living Water,
and I thirst for you.

Amen.

“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.”–Isaiah 43:2

“Jesus said, ‘Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.’ “–John 4:13-14