Unquenchable Thirst Poem by Solomon Senxer

Today I woke up feeling like Samson,
Expecting it would be just another day.
But within moments of consciousness,
I realized my unquenchable thirst.

I recalled Psalm one-thirty-one,
But it did not satisfy me.
I turned the pages of my Bible,
Looking for a verse that I could devour.
I was too distracted to find one.

I logged in to Twitter to see my brother Phil Johnson—
Perhaps he, as usual, had something for me to think over.
Oh! There was nothing on the internet to relieve me.
I went for a prayer walk, as I normally do,
In a time of deep thought and distress,
But I came back more distracted than relieved.

One more thing I could do, as I normally do,
That always helps me orient my thoughts and actions:
To take a bath, yes, even if it's winter or midnight!
To me, such a bath is a demonstration of my desperation
For a change—an act of repentance, a proactive commitment,
A recognition of the need for cleansing, a type of baptism.
Indeed, the real cleansing is offered in the blood of the Lamb.

Surely, I must have been thirsty because I drank too much.
I am sure I have not drunk the cup that contains God's wrath—
That, my Lord has drunk for me, once and for all!
I must have drunk a cupful of salty water.

I returned to my table once again
And opened Psalm one-thirty-one again.
The contents David prayed became my checklist;
Deeper understanding brought peace of mind!
That should be my all-time prayer.

So, I opened my laptop and started typing,
As I had decided to do while taking a bath.
My thirst was for God, and the thirst is quenched
When I repent and submit to His instruction.
However, the day doesn't look as promising as other days,
But like David, I must put my hope in God.

Yes, there are times when I feel
Like the Lord has departed.
But Psalm one-thirty-nine is sure—
The Lord is intimately near.
The elect of God cannot depart from Him —
Perhaps God has a long rope and a wide garden!
Nothing satisfies my soul as He does!