Certainly, if my desire was slaked -- satisfied -- fulfilled, I would not seek Water of Life.
Why is it, then, that I call out, cry out, yes, even demand satiation, ease, and comfort?
When to rest in these leads only to counterfeit peace.... false security... delusional living.
Thirst calls out, crys out, authors a desperate Hope for Real Water. Real Life. Real Peace.
Disallowing the false, it enables my search for True.
True Love. True Life. True Peace.
That lead to the Source
He is.
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