And so I took his truth and I took His word and I ate the bread of life and I drank the water He gave to me, and I was never thirsty again. I did not feel the need for fulfillment in other things. I was satisfied in Him, and yet I wanted more. And He spoke life over me. And there was no room for sticky-notes, or even my own writing, anymore. He filled every space until there was no room left for my opinions and my distrust and my excuses. He is all, and He fills all. He is an all consuming fire. And if we have experienced Him and He is not everything, then we have not truly experienced Him.


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