I’m on a treasure hunt.
Slowly but surely I shall find what I seek.
The treasures I look for: no man can produce.
No human hands created.
Not precious metal, silver or gold.
Not even a precious hand to hold.
But treasure that comes from the true and living God.
Produced and seasoned by his Holy Spirit.
Living Water, Bread of Life : Oh nourisher of my soul.
I was on a journey to find true love
I put on my cloak and gathered food and water to prepare
I had my staff in hand, a fountain pen, ink, and a stash of paper.
“I am prepared”, I said.
“I am ready to embark on a journey few could ever take”.
Was I afraid? A little, but I was desperate.
Man made love never soothed the raging screams of my soul.
It could never wrap itself around my heart and give me the warmth I needed.
Gold nuggets scattered along the path, I picked them up, analyzed them, and wrote my
“Amazing”, I said. Excitement and hope filled my heart. But, as the journey continued, my
enthusiasm waned. I became distracted. I was focused on the daily tasks of life. I was running
out of food, water, and I had no shelter. My cloak was tattered and my face dirty.
While I was sleeping it hit me hard. My eyes flew wide open and I began to write something
simple: God is love.
True Love is God himself. And Christ is love wrapped up in a savior. His life and His words drip
of love. He promises us peace and comfort, or rather the COMFORTER: The Holy Spirit that will
never leave us.
And I was seeking in essence, not love, but God himself! I put down my cloak, my staff and my
bag of essentials and I humbled myself before the True and Living God. The Most High God. I
fell on my knees, and was compelled to give Him praise and He encouraged me to continue.
Give Him praise for who He is!