The Lovers Of God Never Run Out

This Being Human Is A Guest House. Every Morning Is A New Arrival. A Joy, A Depression, A Meanness, Some Momentary Awareness Comes As An Unexpected Visitor...welcome And Entertain Them All. Treat Each Guest Honorably. The Dark Thought, The Shame, The Malice, Meet Them At The Door Laughing, And Invite Them In. Be Grateful For Whoever Comes, Because Each Has Been Sent As A Guide From Beyond.

I Would Love To Kiss You. The Price Of Kissing Is Your Life.

I Drank Water From Your Spring And Felt The Current Take Me.

Many Prayers Are Declined Because Of The Rank Odor Of A Corrupt Heart, Rising Through The Beautiful Words. Let The Words Be Wrong But The Meaning Right. . . . That Flawed Utterance Is Dearer To God!

Walk Patiently Through This Troubled World, And You Will Find Great Treasure. Even Though Your House May Be Small, Look Within It!