Jesus has a spring of living water and I’ve been too lazy to come to Him for a drink.

I say I’ve been too lazy.  That’s part of it.  I’ve also been incredibly busy, working constantly and as of the past few weeks of May I’d been traveling a good bit.

Regardless, my box of excuses is empty. 

I’m thirsting to death and I need Him more than ever.  I have questions that want answers, doubts that want proof, loneliness that wants company.

Upon returning to China from the States, a Chinese missionary once said that he was amazed at what man had been able to do, admittedly, without God.

I’ve come to find that very thing in my own life.  I have been able to work two jobs and provide for my needs and wants half-decently on my own.  But in the midst, I’ve let Him slide to the backseat while I become distracted by the passing billboards.

In the meantime, my gas gauge has been falling ever since and I’m coasting to a stop.  I give Him a confused look through my rear-view mirror, pounding my fist on the steering wheel of my heart.

I’ve heard it said that if you want God to do anything for you you’ve got to hand Him the keys, open the trunk, climb in, slam the lid tight, and whisper through the keyhole, “Fill it up with whatever you want and you drive.”

I’d be lying if I said God had never given me the freedom to choose my own path.  Actually, He’s been doing that more and more often and honestly, it freaks me out sometimes.

But, what I mean is this: If I don’t submit to Him and make time to be with Him, I’m going to get off on the wrong road and get myself lost.


Soon, I’m going to be in the middle of the desert wondering, “How did I get out here?! This isn’t what I wanted at all.”

One of God’s more beautiful qualities, however, is that when I am there, withering away in the hot sand, He picks me up and sets me near His fountain.  There I drink and am given life.  We then begin walking together, and amazingly He’s never failed to be with me every step of the way as long as I depend on Him to sustain me.

Because of Him,

Brent Hemphill


Also, if you’re just now joining my journey then please know that I will not be on Facebook during my time of consecration so any messages or requests you may have sent will not be responded to for quite some time.  It’s not personal, it’s Jesus.

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