As the deer pants for streams of water

“Can a mother forget the baby at her breast
and have no compassion on the child she has borne?
Though she may forget,
I will not forget you!
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands;
your walls are ever before me.”

- Isaiah 49:15-16

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I haven’t been updating this blog for ages! I have been so engrossed in work and I haven’t really made time to reflect and think and blog. And that has dried me up inside. My soul is dried up.

I travel more this year for work. I like traveling, but business trips are different. They are rather cold, if you know what I mean. Your mind is set for working, not enjoying the sights. That makes a whole lot difference and it tires you quicker than leisure travel. Most of the time, I am not homesick. I am a born wanderer and I do not even mind getting lost on my own with my bad sense of direction. But, these business trips make me homesick. It is not the regular homesickness though. It is a different kind of homesickness.

When you travel and work at the same time, it takes so much out of you that if you are not compensating it properly psychologically and mentally, you get dried up, dehydrated inside. That is what I feel. My soul is dehydrated. I am a deer wandering away from my habitat and I have a thirst in me that only the Lord can fulfill. I am longing for that home in Heaven, where I can be in His presence forever in peace. I am homesick and in my aloneness, I am afraid that He might forget me.

But, His Word comforts me. My name is engraved on the palms of His hands. He never forsakes me. And in the sea of egos that is the corporate world, He comforts me. There is One who is true and holy and perfect. There is One who loves me unconditionally. There is One who completes me: The Lord Jesus.

May 14, 2011