Create in me a pure heart, God, and make my spirit right again. Psa 51:10
We are thirsty.
Not thirsty for fame, possessions, passion, or romance. We've drunk from those pools. They are salt water in the desert. They don't quench—they kill.
"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness…"
Righteousness. That's it. That's what we are thirsty for. We're thirsty for a clean conscience. We crave a clean slate. We yearn for a fresh start. We pray for a hand that will enter the dark cavern of our world and do for us the one thing we can't do for ourselves—make us right again.
The Applause of Heaven (by: Max Lucado)