Made to be filled,
yet always pouring out to empty.
I have been the pitcher, empty,
poured out
until
the
last
drop
I have been the pitcher, full,
to the brim,
filled
with
living
water
in the pouring, in the filling,
is a life of delights.

What truth! So good to read your words this morning, friend! I would love to reconnect soon! Until then, sending love and prayers!
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Thank you Stacey! And I would LOVE that!
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