“O God, you are my
God, I seek you,
my soul thirsts for you;
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.” Psalm 63:1
my flesh faints for you,
as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.” Psalm 63:1
we act as if you
are so stingy with
grace and love
that
it is like trying
to get
water from a
rusted
hand pump on dry
farmland,
when
you are like the
faucet whose
handle
has broken off and
the deep springs
from your hearts
cannot be shut off
really!
© 2020 Thom M.
Shuman
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