Psalm 42:7 Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of thy waterspouts: all thy waves and thy billows are gone over me.

I have this view of my calling which seems lonely. I search the deep things of God, the mysteries, the hidden things, in hopes of finding a little treasure which is mine to find. Often times I cannot share these treasures will my brothers in Christ because few go as deep as I do. Some do and in this one thing I am wrong.

I have given my understanding to deep speaking to deep as this sharing of those deep things only with men who can dive as deep I do. I was wrong. Here is why.

V11a Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me?

Psalm 130:1-2, 9-10 Out of the depths have I cried unto thee, O Lord. Lord, hear my voice: let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications. If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea; Even there shall thy hand lead me, and thy right hand shall hold me.

I go to the deep place because my soul is disquieted. There the Lord comes and gets me, to bring me light, to lift me up. How can I be loved by my brothers if I hide myself from them? How can I love my brothers if I hide myself from them?

The Word is not a place to bury yourself.

John 6:63 It is the spirit that quickeneth; the flesh profiteth nothing: the words that I speak unto you, they are spirit, and they are life.

Acts 5:20 Go, stand and speak in the temple to the people all the words of this life.