Last Words: "I am thirsty"

We are all thirsty.

Not just physically—though we know that feeling too.
That dry, empty, can’t-think-about-anything-else kind of thirst.

But there’s another kind of thirst we carry every day.

A thirst to be loved.
A thirst to matter.
A thirst to feel like our lives have meaning and purpose.

And so we spend our lives trying to satisfy it.

We drink from relationships.
We drink from success.
We drink from approval, comfort, distraction, achievement.

And for a moment, it works.

But then the feeling comes back.

Because deep down, we know—it’s never enough.

This week, as we come once again to the cross, we hear Jesus say something surprising:

“I am thirsty.”

And somehow, in that moment—
in his weakness, in his suffering—

Jesus reveals not just his thirst…
but ours.

And more importantly…
where it can finally be satisfied.