Sometimes we need to venture into the wilderness,
To refresh our eyes to see the wilderness in our current lives;
We may live now in “abundance,”
But, are we not the most desolate in spirit of all the generations?!
Just like the dead, cut flowers now in my living room,
So is my spirit, dry, without You —
Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 7:11 PM UTC
Sometimes we need to venture into the wilderness,
To refresh our eyes to see the wilderness in our current lives;
We may live now in “abundance,”
But, are we not the most desolate in spirit of all the generations?!
Just like the dead, cut flowers now in my living room,
So is my spirit, dry, without You —
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