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May 2014
My soul thirsts for You
an unquenchable,
heart wrenching
thirst.
But how do I find You?
I follow the streams
all day and all night,
I sip the pristine water
until I feel I am about to burst.
Yet my soul still feels
this abundant and unquenchable thirst.
God, I just want to be with you.

As the deer pants for streams of water,
so my soul pants for you, O God.
My soul thirsts for God, for the living
God.
When can I go and meet with God?
My tears have been my food
day and night,
while men say to me all day long,
"Where is your God?"

(Psalm 42:1-3)
Michelle
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