Superior Pleasures (reprise)
The deepest heart's cry of every human being that has ever existed starts off as this:
Here i am. Love me.
The fulfillment of the cry comes when we truly realize that the heart's cry of Almighty God is identical:
Here I am. Love Me.
You are not alone.
I don't want this to be a distraction from the above but:
Is it possible to be moved past this, to move into true selflessness so that the heart is changed and begins to cry, "Here I am. Love Him." and secondly "Here I am. Love my brother." I hope that it is.
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.
Here i am. Love me.
The fulfillment of the cry comes when we truly realize that the heart's cry of Almighty God is identical:
Here I am. Love Me.
You are not alone.
I don't want this to be a distraction from the above but:
Is it possible to be moved past this, to move into true selflessness so that the heart is changed and begins to cry, "Here I am. Love Him." and secondly "Here I am. Love my brother." I hope that it is.
Awake, O north wind, and come, O south wind! Blow upon my garden, let its fragrance be wafted abroad. Let my beloved come to his garden, and eat its choicest fruits.
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