Deep calls to deep...

In the summer of 2007, I had the privilege of visiting Zimbabwe.  During that visit I spent a day at Victoria Falls.  This photo does little justice to the magnitude of this awesome creation.
Overwhelmingly, my memories of the place were the absolutely deafening noise and the relentless roar of the waterfall....in one place I walked very close to the pouring water and the mist of water vapour in the air was falling like torrential rain - you ended up absolutely soaked to the skin - it was utterly breathtaking and very refreshing!

Today I've had a song by Matt Redman going round and round in my head.  It's a song based on Psalm 42.
There are many days when I feel like the person writing the psalm....feeling so utterly downcast (see last blog post for example!) because of the storms that life has dished out....
But I've sensed today through the words of this song and the words of the psalm a gentle heavenly reminder from our loving Father that he is calling Ellie and I into a deeper relationship with Him....and just like walking close to the waterfall, He is wanting to refresh us and for us to know the depths of His love in a much deeper, much more profound way than we've ever known before.....
Let it rain !!!

Psalm 42
1 As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God. 
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? 
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while people say to me all day long, “Where is your God?” 
4 These things I remember as I pour out my soul: how I used to go to the house of God under the protection of the Mighty One with shouts of joy and praise among the festive throng. 
5 Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Saviour and my God. 
6 My soul is downcast within me; therefore I will remember you from the land of the Jordan, the heights of Hermon —from Mount Mizar. 
7 Deep calls to deep in the roar of your waterfalls; all your waves and breakers have swept over me. 
8 By day the Lord directs his love, at night his song is with me— a prayer to the God of my life. 
9 I say to God my Rock, “Why have you forgotten me? Why must I go about mourning, oppressed by the enemy?” 
10 My bones suffer mortal agony as my foes taunt me, saying to me all day long, “Where is your God?” 
11 Why, my soul, are you downcast? Why so disturbed within me? Put your hope in God, for I will yet praise him, my Saviour and my God.