more than enough SHADDAI

So much life, even among the dead. The passions of humans, lost as a goose in a snowstorm, and desperate from some reference that will satisfy and sustain.

That is why I am so excited to meet somebody who is still physically alive. There is still hope. They are still hungry for "best." They may have found good, they may have found better, but not yet best. My God, what a glorious thing to find out that they have everything except the very fountain of living love inside. Overflowing with human life, but afraid even then to flow because they know there is no refill.

I ran into a friend last night who was grieving. What a delight to let him. To know that there was no ache or agony that needed to flow from him that could overcome the power of love that needs to flow from me. So my delight in Christ met his tragedy, and Christ won. He will come back for more. He will know that he came in contact with the extraordinary and he will want more.

Father, I am so grateful that there is more.

That you are more than enough, and that there is no limit to how much of you I can give away.