What You Need
For I satisfy the weary ones and refresh everyone who languishes. Jeremiah 31:25 NASB
Weary– In Hebrew, ʿāyēpa. Figuratively, wandering in the desert wasteland in desperate need of water. Thirst so harsh your tongue sticks to the roof of your mouth and breathing is like sucking in a blast furnace. This is nepeš negev– soul desert. Like this picture on the inside:
Weary isn’t just tired. Weary is exhausted with living. It would be so much easier to just quit walking and sit in the shade. Just sleep. It’s just too much effort to go on.
I’ve noticed something quite disturbing about my nepeš negev. It seems that I am most creative when my troubles are initially intense. When life is fairly even keeled, when I am just floating along from day-to-day, I find it difficult to stay in touch with the deeper things of the spirit. It’s as though my sense of God’s presence is numbed by contentment. He’s not absent. He’s just in the background somewhere, not tangibly connected. But when my thirst overcomes this apathetic trance, I feel the emptiness. My creative powers jump to life. Clarity invades me. This is the place where the wilderness forces me to recognize my need for God’s goodness. It’s the place where I encounter Sinai and realize I have been redeemed for a purpose. Despite the foreboding environment, I see God’s pillar by day and fire by night, and I am willing to follow Him deeper into the wasteland. I can do so because I know my survival is totally in His will.
But something happens that I didn’t expect. I thought I would just follow along until I came out the other side of the anvil. But as the days go on, the oppressive emotional humidity shrivels my resolve. And one day I just can’t go further. The creative energy that kept me going at the beginning of the Desert of Sin (מִדְבַּר סִין) evaporates like the prickling sensation when skin is exposed to 130 degrees. This is true ʿāyēpa. I am Hagar, sitting under the bush, waiting to die.
Now God’s verbs arrive. rāwâ and mālēʾ finally reveal their true meaning. The first is rāwâ, the perfect complement to ʿāyēpa. It means “to be satiated, to have one’s fill,” and in this context it is about drinking all that you want and need. This is the daily-requirement provision. You and I can’t walk through the desert of the soul without continuous and routine nourishment, and God promises to provide this. We are not camels. We might last a day or two, but without steady supply to refreshment, we will wither and eventually die. No one survives spiritual malnutrition. The problem is that we often don’t acknowledge this spiritual withering. We might know it’s real, but it’s so hard to admit that we can’t drink from our own fountain. God wants to provide living water, but we often hang on to the false comfort of our empty canteens.
The second is mālēʾ, also about being full, but in this case it is about finishing, being full in the sense of completing a purpose, reaching a goal. The second verb reminds us that God is not just the God of our daily needs. He is the long-term God, providing us with true meaning in life. He is the God of things that last. It’s not quite enough for us to make it through the day. That’s necessary, of course, but just making it through the day, day after day, is also a form of dāʾēb—languishing. It’s just not an obvious one. But it still needs to be diagnosed and treated, and the treatment is about alignment with God’s purposes for each of us. Nothing satisfies more than reaching beyond our grasp.
God’s words to Jeremiah are also for us. Today is the day of refreshment. Today is also the one day closer to fulfillment. We need both if we are going to move out of the shade.
Topical Index: rāwâ, mālēʾ, to fill, ʿāyēpa, weary, Jeremiah 31:25
A sip of living water.
A drop of redeeming blood.
A touch from the Master’s loving hand.
All on the menu at the Wilderness Café.
I’m reminded of Psalm 23 in regards to your wilderness café. He prepares a table before us, in the presence of our enemies. I wonder who the Waiter is? Seasons of refreshing as we walk through the valley! He truly is beautiful !
Wow…I’ve never thought about who the waiter is, but, what a beautiful thing to contemplate.
Just thinking, praying, contemplating on this past week’s TWOT.
Spiritual warfare/opposition to growth or changes or both? Maybe moving into greater effectiveness?!? Or simply a need for a furlough? For any of us….
Just from a caring brother, not trying to fix but simply to come alongside of, like the Holy Spirit. Blessings on you Skip. He daily loads us with his benefits ! Grant us eyes to see !
Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. Isaiah 41:10
The name of the Lord is a fortified tower…the righteous run to it and are safe. Proverbs 18:10
Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort…for as we share abundantly in Christ’s sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.
2 Cor. 1:3
The salvation of the righteous is from the Lord; he is their stronghold in the time of trouble. The Lord helps them and delivers them; he delivers them from the wicked and saves them, because they take refuge in him. Ps. 37:9
In the movie “The Wizard of Oz” the three protagonists have been through many trials when they finally come out of the woods and see the Emerald City on the horizon. But as they move towards the city they enter a field of poppies that begins to drug them and put them to sleep. It takes a rain to revive them so that they can make their last push to enter the gates of the Emerald City. The author of the Oz books has an important insight into what it is like to leave home and face battles. There is the “fog of war”. The first time I was placed in a situation that was a true spiritual battle in which I needed to deliver another person, all I wanted to do was go to sleep. To revive myself I had to sing spiritual songs to myself about every 20 minutes for the 3 days I was involved in this life and death experience. When I left the scene with my task accomplished I felt totally alert and energized. It was remembering the Wizard of Oz that gave me the strategy to come out of my trial victoriously.
I only read Friday’s post today so this is in response to Friday and also the posts since then.
I’ve never commented on anything before but these have touched me deeply.
Thank you for your openness and honesty in sharing your walk and your struggles Skip. Knowing this side of you helps us to really connect because so many of us are also struggling to just take the next step, also trying to trust in relationships.
I can relate so much to what early trauma does to a person, how relationships are such a struggle, and how academic investigation has been my place of peace where I don’t have to worry about feeling safe.
It’s also been a lonely place to be when one starts to disagree with beliefs that are held so deeply in the church. We’ve had to deal with rejection instead of open discussion with people we trusted and love, and it hurts so deeply. We’ve hurt others too and its most difficult to deal with that one. We all languish at different points in life, and sometimes it seems to go on forever. It helps me to keep going when I know others are dealing with the same things and are somehow making it through. Thank you for daring to be so vulnerable and honest.
I’m sure not going away. I want to learn more forever and trust in the Father to heal the parts of me that are broken. Learning has taken me to a place I never thought I’d be as well, but I will never go back, even though I’m also afraid of where I am, and afraid to share my journey with those close to me.
Thank you for your strength, even though it doesn’t feel like strength.
Thank you, Marilyn. What a precious testimony!