First, He woos, drawing you to Himself.
‘Taste – and see’, He says, ‘that I AM good’.
And you take – and sip
And you become…
Addicted.
The sip becomes rivers of living water,
Causing the rush in your veins,
The beat in your heart,
The hunger in your soul…
For Him.
Nothing else matters, nothing else satisfies.
It is fire in your bones, bitter in your belly,
But still you pursue…
Addicted.
Sometimes, He seems to hide,
Sometimes, it seems too hard,
But like the thirsty doe,
You hear the stream’s gurgle:
‘Come and drink…’
Like the entranced sailor,
You hear the sirens’ notes:
‘You do not seek in vain…’
And so you keep on…
Pursuing…
Gazing…
Changing…
Becoming.
“As the deer pants for the water brooks, so pants my soul for you, O God.” Psalm 42:1
#TheGodChase
Debby Osa 
Nothing else satisfies, indeed! This is beautiful 🙂
Thank you, Megan! 🙂
Of a Truth nothing else satisfies. Thanks for this piece.
Thank God 🙂
Nothing else satisfies truly. This is short but powerful.
Thank you, Eniola 🙂
I love this beautiful poem! Thank you for pointing us to what is true!
Amen…and thank you for reading, Stacey!
Wow, lovely poem and and beautifully written. x
Thank you, Lauren!
By His grace, we’ll keep pressing until our only gaze is Him. And after that, we’ll go a little more deeper
…And Amen to that!