Living waters

As I lift the bottled water to my lips
I remember Him Who promised more,
flowing abundantly, and not mere sips,
from His inexhaustible rich store.

Where could I find this source of life
for which my parched soul craves?
I find it not through toil and strife,
but freely from the One Who saves.

In prayer, I hold my lips up to Him
to fill with the living water of His Spirit
and He fills me up to the very brim
to make me the vessel He inhabits.

Rooted in the vine, watered from above,
may my life become a sacrifice of love.

An original poem by Miekie (Marietjie Uys)

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