"His love for the Person of Christ was so intense that it threatened to consume him. It burned within him as a sweet and holy madness and flowed from his lips like molten gold." -a.w. tozer of frederick faber.
may you flow out of me like a precious treasure that those around me are compelled to dig up and find for themselves. may your presence in my being be gold that people rush to, because of the sheer beauty and joy that exists in you. may your love and your spirit become a burning fire within my bones, within the deepest parts of me, within my very soul. may my heart beat with your heart, my passions collide with yours, and your very essence become embedded into me.
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