the rush, the past week was difficult and tiring.
what's funny was that i was thirsty, but all the water i drank was not retained, didn't help. it was all coming out, as i try to drink as much as possible, but as much is thrown away.
but He knew why, because He knows me, and sees me
under the shield
behind the smiles
through the laughs
He reaches out and offers me water that can quench my thirst forever, living water
not so that it is only needed once, but that it is a constant stream, flowing through me
and that once i am given this living water, it is the only thing i look to, depend on.
but it's hard.
the repetition, the discomfort, the impatience
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