Oh, how every desire betrays me--except the desire for Him. How life becomes a lifeless exercise, and hope becomes a deranged, naked homeless man frantically lurking the city at night, and the heart is mummified, when other desires creep up and demand that they become fixtures in me. How simple things become when no other desire holds me. How daring and confident my heart is when it celebrates Him. How every desire betrays me, but my desire for Him.
God grant that we may desire Him and only Him.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
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