Sunday, August 2, 2009


Have you ever been desperate? I mean really? Have you ever suffered extreme need?

Once, I thought I was drowning and I was desperate for something to grab on to. Or for something to grab on to me! My mom did, finally. After about three hours, so it seemed.

In some countries they know desperation on a daily basis. Fights break out over a scrap of food. People huddle for shelter. Clean drinking water is beyond their reality.

I'm thinking about this because of one of my favorite songs, Michael W. Smith's Breathe.

This is the air I breathe
This is the air I breathe
Your holy presence living in me

This is my daily bread
This is my daily bread
Your very word spoken to me

And I, I'm desperate for you
And I, I'm I'm lost without you

Then it repeats.
It seems simple at first, but then I see the complex beauty of it.
Breathe and air refer to breath which is the same word as Spirit. His Spirit is my life. Without Him, I am a walking dead person (Eph 2:1-2).
Bread refers to Christ. Without food I die.

And God the Father is over all. I am desperate for Him. If somehow He could be taken from me, I honestly don't know how I would survive. Some would call that a crutch. I would agree. He is my support, my very life.
I cannot make my heart beat even one time on my own. So literally, He gives me life.
But beyond that, I rely on Him to get through each day. I struggle with my own inadequacies and I think they are there to keep me mindful of my need for Him. Sometimes I feel desperate.

What about you?


  1. Yep. I know whatcha mean. I think that's where He wants us--fully dependent on Him.

  2. Oh yeah, I feel desperation.

    I feel ashamed at times when I'm desperate for tenderness from my Father. But then I see it's my pride getting in the way. I'm embarrassed of my need. I'm glad He is always there and always welcoming and that I can go to Him any time under any circumstances. I needed Him just last night--desperately. He showed up in ways I hadn't thought of and in the morning I was at peace.

    I'm glad I read this on Sunday evening. I'm going to carry this thought with me this week!

  3. I shake my head, perplexed, at people who don't know Christ, God and the Holy Spirit. How do they get through a day. Everyday I am desperate for Him.
    When I have pulled away from Him I feel like you must have when you thought you were drowning. I wonder how I could be so foolish, to step away from His loving arms. It's a cruel world out there without Him.


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