Oh, Africa, why must you still keep my heart?
Oh, Asia, how I fear giving you my heart...
and opening up
and pouring out.
But the story doesn't stop here. It goes on.
It is not my story. It is His.
Of a Love so perfect, so holy, so complete--
that it defies all fear
it laughs in the face of limitations
it tears down walls
in simple, gentle sincerity.
It is... undeniable. Undefeated. Unquenchable.
Unstoppable.
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"Your words were found and I ate them, and Your words became for me a joy and the delight of my heart; for I have been called by Your name, O LORD God of hosts." ~Jeremiah 15:16
About the Author
- Beth
- The LORD is my Portion, my Inheritance. Forever. My lot is secure. (Ps. 16:5, 73:25-26; Lam. 3:24)
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us... and we saw His glory. (John 1:1, 14)
"The poor, afflicted, and needy are seeking water, but there is none, and their tongue is parched with thirst; I, the LORD, will answer them Myself, as the God of Israel I will not forsake them. I will open rivers on the bare heights and springs in the midst of valleys; I will make the wilderness a pool of water and the dry land fountains of water." (Isaiah 41:17-18)
“But whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.” (John 4:14)
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