"i remember the days of old; i meditate on all that you have done; i ponder the work of your hands. i stretch out my hands to you; my soul thirsts for you like a parched land."
currently, i'm not aware of being pursued, crushed, or in left in darkness. honestly, i feel like i'm in a "land of plenty / streams of abundance / sun shining down on me / world's all as it should be" time of life. but i know that i can never forget to remember all that God has done - not just in my life, but his wonderful works throughout history. i can never forget to stretch out my hands to him, to reach for him and express my dependence on him. even in these "good times" i need to practice the discipline of remembering God's faithfulness and reaching for his sustenance.