Where do you go to be filled? All My Fountains, by Chris Tomlin (video link below) This dry and desert land I tell myself, “Keep walking on” Hear something up ahead Water falling like a song An everlasting stream Your river carries me home Let it flow, let it flow…
The small man Builds cages for everyone He Knows. While the sage, Who has to duck his head When the moon is low, Keeps dropping keys all night long For the Beautiful Rowdy Prisoners. Hafiz, a Sufi poet from the 14th century
Love God and do whatever you please: for the soul trained in love to God will do nothing to offend the One who is Beloved.
"I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out -- plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for. When you call on me, when you come and pray to me, I'll listen. When you come looking for you, you'll find me. Yes, when you get serious about finding me and want it more than anything else, I'll make sure you won't be disappointed." (God via Jeremiah 29:11-14a, The Message)