Getting desperate for God.

I read a book a while back on prison life in Colditz Castle, the infamous German run prison for Allied officers in the last war. It was at Colditz that a group of prisoners actually constructed, in great secrecy, a glider to use to escape over the castle walls.

These men hungered for escape so much they were willing to risk their lives to gain freedom. Anyhow, this book recounted how one prisoner got so desperate for chocolate that he actually ran an auction, and swapped his brand new car, in storage at home, for one and three quarter pounds of chocolate, that’s about the equivalent of four bars of Dairy Milk. After the war, he made good the deal. That’s desperation for you.

A little boy wrote a letter to Santa where he asked; “Please can Christmas come early this year, because I’m really not sure I can be good much longer!” Our kids know what desperation can be!

We sing, in the song “Breath”, the words “And I, I’m lost without you, and I, I’m desperate for you.” But do we really know what it’s like to be desperate for the things of God? To hunger so much for the things of the kingdom that we will willingly sacrifice all we have to gain it, like that man who swapped all he had to gain the pearl of great price?

There are many in the world so desperate to fill a void in their lives, they’ll try almost anything, but they’re all too often looking in the wrong place.

David well knew what it is to hunger for the presence of God. When he was in the wilderness of Judah, he wrote the following words:

“O God, You are my God; early will I seek You, my soul thirsts for You, my flesh longs for You, in a dry and thirsty land, where there is no water.” Psalm 63:1

We need that kind of hunger in our lives. We need to be so hungry, so desperate to experience the changes our Heavenly Father can do in our hearts, in our homes, our church, and in this great land of ours that we will do anything, sacrifice anything, to be in his presence and to see his will done.

Lord, not my will, but Your will be done.

I wonder, how desperate are we prepared to get?

Clem Wigmore