Psalm 42 and Why?

OK So I don't wanna be that person that just posts scripture, like I am really saying something. See It is I over here that got the Revelation from God as I was reading this. So maybe you can feel what I felt when I read this today and maybe you won't... I Pray you did. But I am sorry it just really hit home for me. In the depths of my soul I am thirty for God yet I am terrified of my reality. How can we say we want more. To learn more to have more, yet when he puts more in front of us we run away like little children terrified...


I'm just tired of being the only one Fighting. No really really fighting. It seems as if everyone else gives up and uses excuses of how they feel to be a reason they can't go anymore. Knowing well enough the truth of what the Lord has told them. Oh why do you give up so easy!!!! WHY! If you know the truth and know what God says.. Why, Because of moments like these. When your enemy seems bigger then you. When your so thirsty for God you catch yourself hallucinating off of dehydration.


See today. I see God moving, and I do not like the way he is going. But guess what, Just like I say in my poem, I stay laced up for the race up!!! I may not like the way he is going but I bet you I am going to be where he is going. Following so close he will turn and say, " Brooke get off my heals." You know how your kids do when your in the shopping mart, following you with the cart right on your heals. Don't you get angry when they hit your heals... :) Well God I will for warn you. Get angry because I am on your heals.... Even when I feel like this psalm below... I hope, follow and wait.. I BELIEVE!!! What else is there.
I just have one question? Why don't you Believe..

Now: Psalm 42
To the choirmaster. A Maskil [fn] of the Sons of Korah. As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God. My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God? My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?"
 These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar. Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me. By day the Lord commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life. I say to God, my rock: "Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?" As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me continually, "Where is your God?" Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.