behold your God, O my soul

this is kind of all over the place, my apologies in advance

For we are strangers before you and sojourners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no abiding.

O LORD our God, all this abundance that we have provided for building you a house for your holy name comes from your hand and is all your own.

I know, my God, that you test the heart and have pleasure in uprightness. In the uprightness of my heart I have freely offered all these things, and now I have seen your people, who are present here, offering freely and joyously to you.

O LORD, the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Israel, our fathers, keep forever such purposes and thoughts in the hearts of your people, and direct their hearts toward you.



All I have needed, God’s hand has provided. Great is His faithfulness! And I’m stopped dead in my tracks when I realize that it is demonstrated unto me.

I talked Nana and Papa into taking Jeremy out for lunch for his birthday, because Richmond is directly on their way to Norfolk and that forest green mini-van that my family has been driving since 2000? Remember that one? (‘How could we forget?’ you reply, I only giggle and joke about that ol’ sauna mobile a couple times a summer) Well, it reached the end of it’s productive life and I have the license plates in my bedroom and I really wish that I could have siphoned the tank because I filled it up just one day before the van decided that she was done done done with all things driving and being safe. So I borrowed cars from roommates (they are actually the best!) to get to my preceptorship, and fixed the chain on my bike and made do. But I wasn’t about to bike to Norfolk so Nana and Papa were kind enough to swing by and it took every minute of the 2hr drive down for me to update them on my life.

Seeing Jeremy for the first time in nearly two months was a balm to my heart. He’s doing great, studying hard and mopping up Hurricane Matthew flooding in his living room. (I’m assuming that he’s done with that by now)


That was two weeks ago, and today (Monday, ahem, posting this a bit late) I’m sitting, surrounded by red and gold leaves and a brilliant blue sky after testifying before the board of health (why not?) and signing up for an international medicine course (again, why not?) and planning the road trip/conference adventure to Kentucky in less than a month (just because), oh, and working on homework for that thing called “school” that is still very much a part of my life but which I sometimes banish into the recesses of my daily doings for a few days at a time. Why not?

Last weekend I picked apples, went to a wedding, and my Aunt and Uncle lent me a new, yet older, green mini van! It’s a running joke that I now provide hospice care for forest green mini vans. I actually get a little choked up whenever I walk to this new (1998) van to drive someone somewhere, because what a gift it is! Literally, and in many, many other sweet ways.


And then I turned 25 on Sunday, which hit me with a wave of homesickness because I’ve spent too many birthdays without my family, hearkening back to when I turned 18 while my parents were in China. Goodness, guys, I’m old! And I’ve been writing on this little blog for over eight years. If you’re curious what 17 year-old Hannah wrote about… just attempt to suppress that desire (or peek at the archives – eek!).

I am a stranger and a sojourner, and my days on earth are like a shadow… yet look at all of this, all of this abundance — these blessings! It’s all from the Lord, the Provider and the comforter. He tests the heart, He has pleasure in uprightness, and He enables us to offer freely and joyously to Him. Oh, may may heart be directed towards You.

I’ve begun studying for the Nursing Boards, preparing for the upcoming adventures to new places, and, I’ll admit, I turned on some Advent music yesterday. Monday was a heavy, heavy day, and my aching soul needs to be reminded of the One who has come for our ransom, so that we might rejoice.

O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death’s dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.





Sunday {10.2.2016}

beginning with —

Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,
The joy of my heart. and the boast of my tongue;
Thy free grace alone, from the first to the last,
Hath won my affections, and bound my soul fast.


this quote has been ringing in my ears all weekend long —

“Too long have we been waiting for one another to begin! The time of waiting is past! The hour of God has struck! War is declared! In God’s Holy Name let us arise and build! ‘The God of Heaven, He will fight for us’, as we for Him. We will not build on the sand, but on the bedrock of the sayings of Christ, and the gates and minions of hell shall not prevail against us.

Should such men as we fear? Before the world, aye, before the sleepy, lukewarm, faithless, namby-pamby Christian world, we will dare to trust our God, we will venture our all for Him, we will live and we will die for Him, and we will do it with His joy unspeakable singing aloud in our hearts.

We will a thousand times sooner die trusting only our God, than live trusting in man.

And when we come to this position the battle is already won, and the end of the glorious campaign in sight. We will have the real Holiness of God, not the sickly stuff of talk and dainty words and pretty thoughts; we will have a Masculine Holiness, one of daring faith and works for Jesus Christ.” (CT Studd)

*deep breath*

We will. Will we? I hear the Father whispering tenderly to me, waking me from sleepiness, waking me from the comfort of the lukewarm and inviting me onto the battlefield. “Do you dare to trust me, daughter?” Oh, help me in my unbelief! “Will you venture your all for me?” You are my strength when I am weak, the treasure that I seek, You, Lord, are my All in All. “Will you live and die for me? And do it with My joy unspeakable?” Ah, but how can I? How could you?” Looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the JOY that was set before him endured the cross…

And so when I think my faith might fail, I will remember that Jesus is not just the perfecter of my faith, but He is the foundation of it as well.

so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith — HIS faith!

that you, being rooted and grounded in love — HIS love!

may have strength to comprehend with all the saints — HIS strength!

what is the breadth and the length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God (ephesians 3:17-19)

Come, Thou almighty King,
Help us Thy Name to sing, help us to praise!
Father all glorious, o’er all victorious,
Come and reign over us, Ancient of Days!

Jesus, our Lord, arise,
Scatter our enemies, and make them fall;
Let Thine almighty aid our sure defense be made,
Souls on Thee be stayed; Lord, hear our call.

This morning in family skype we tried to sing Happy Birthday to Jeremy, who is 23 today, and it was a giggling mess because some of us were frozen, others were choppy and I kept laughing and Jeremy just sat there and smiled as we started and stopped and tried to catch up to one another.


And now? It’s the beginning of a new week, a new month, a new season.

“Be of good courage, and let us be courageous for our people, and for the cities of our God, and may the LORD do what seems good to him.” (2 Samuel 10:12)

so let us run


a child of weakness

I hear the Savior say, “Thy strength indeed is small. Child of weakness, watch and pray. Find in me thine all in all.”

I hear the Savior say, “Child — you are weak, your strength is small. You can do nothing apart from me. But watch, dear one. Watch and pray. Stay alert, keep awake; be careful to do all that I have commanded you. And daughter? You shall find that as you seek me, and long to be near to me, I am actually not far from you. In me you will be full, and you will find the sweetest satisfaction.”


Discipleship is not limited to what you can comprehend — it must transcend all comprehension. Plunge into the deep waters beyond your own comprehension, and I will help you to comprehend even as I do. Bewilderment is the true comprehension. Not to know where you are going is the true knowledge. My comprehension transcends yours. Thus Abraham went forth from his father and not knowing whither he went. He trusted himself to my knowledge, and cared not for his own, and thus he took the right road and came to his journey’s end.

Behold, that is the way of the cross. 

You cannot find it yourself, so you must let me lead you as though you were a blind man. Wherefore it is not you, no man, no living creature, but I myself, who instruct you by my work and Spirit in the way you should go. Not the work which you choose, not the suffering you devise, but the road which is clean contrary to all that you choose or contrive or desire — that is the road you must take. To that I call you and in that you must be my disciple. If you do that, there is the acceptable time and there your master is come. (Luther)

Ah, and so if bewilderment is the true comprehension, then I comprehend fully. If not knowing where I am going is the true knowledge, then what I know is the real thing.

I’ll trust You fully, Father, and I’ll learn how to let die the cares of this world and journey with you towards that glorious end.

Like a blind man, lead me. Like a child, needing to be redirected at every turn, instruct me by your work and Spirit in the way I should go.


And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen. (1 peter 5)

These weeks of September have been overwhelming in many good, wonderful ways. The Lord has been tender in guiding my often misguided steps. The Spirit has strengthened my often trembling spirit as only He can. And it’s been good. But gracious, is it really already the 19th of September? How quickly time flies.

Last week the moon was full and in China everyone munched on mooncakes and got a few days off for the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn’t get any days off, but I did have some friends over and made some mooncakes and we spoke in Chinese and ate with chopsticks.



Otherwise, I’m staying busy, spending lots and lots of time at the hospital working and learning and really loving what I’m doing. I’m learning to enjoy coffee with friends, but times are not yet dire enough to demand coffee as a requirement for alertness (thankgoodness).

Just like clockwork, as soon as the last crazy few months died down for our family (the whirlwind trip to the USA), adventures picked up again and Ben is back in China after 18 faithful and successful months in Taiwan.

[if the video doesn’t show up below, just click the link to view]

Where is he off to next? Probably lots of places. Hopefully he’ll end up not far from me. I could definitely use a little bit more family in my vicinity. Lots of changes and it’s all good. It’s all so very good.


photo by Naomi


photo by Naomi


School has begun for those high-schoolers in the picture above, and homeschooling along with running a very busy orphan care project is keeping my family tremendously busy.

Oh sing to Jehovah (“the existing One”) a new song,

for he has done marvelous things!

Make a joyful noise to Jehovah, all the earth;

break forth into joyous song and sing praises!

(psalm 98)

just quotes

“Thus you have seen your habitual and actual readiness for suffering, and blessed is the soul that gives diligence to this work. But now, lest all that I have said and you have wrought should be in vain, I must let you know that all this will not secure you unless you can, by humility, faith, and self-denial, go out of yourselves to Christ and live upon him daily for supply of grace, as much as if you had none of all this furniture and provision for suffering.”

“O our God, will you not execute judgment on them? For we are powerless against this great horde that is coming against us. We do not know what to do, but our eyes are on you.” (2Chron 20:12)

“…it concerns you to know what this dependence we speak of is. …In seeing the necessary dependence that all our graces have upon him. So that as you see the stream depending on the fountain, the beam upon the sun, the branch upon the root, the building upon the foundation, even so do our graces upon Christ. On him they live, and if cut off from him, they die. “Our life is hid with Christ in God.”

When you see this, and also see that all your activity and striving is but as the hoisting up of the sails in order to the motion of the ship which can do nothing till there come a gale; when you look upon your grace as a creature that must be upheld, fed, acted and preserved by Christ then you are prepared for this act of dependence.

You can never depend upon Christ for your joy and comfort until you see what a necessary dependence this also hath upon him and that, both as to its being and acting.

You can never depend upon him for strength in any duty until you see how your duties depend upon Christ, not only for the strength by which they are performed but also for acceptation when they are performed.”

-John Flavel “Preparation for Suffering”


“This day is different from all the days on which I have visited you. I see my error in trusting in my own reason; and I now believe the crucifixion of Christ, because it is contained in the Scripture. ” They talked for a while at random and the conversation led to the uncertainty of life. Muang Shway-gnong had a new thought. “I think I shall not be lost even though I should die suddenly.”
“Because I love Jesus Christ.”
“Do you really love Him?”
“No one that really knows Him can help loving Him,” said the old man with feeling; and so departed.”

Muang Thahlah said, “Teacher, your intention of going away has filled us all with trouble. Is it good to forsake us thus? Notwithstanding present difficulties and dangers, it is to be remembered that this work is not yours or ours, but the work of God. If He give light, the religion will spread. Nothing can impede it.”

To the Golden Shore: The Life of Adoniram Judson


“After this I looked, and behold, a great multitude that no one could number, from every nation, from all tribes and peoples and languages, standing before the throne and before the Lamb, clothed in white robes, with palm branches in their hands, and crying out with a loud voice, “Salvation belongs to our God who sits on the throne, and to the Lamb!” And all the angels were standing around the throne and around the elders and the four living creatures and they fell on their faces before the throne and worshiped God, saying, “Amen! Blessing and glory and wisdom and thanksgiving and honor and power and might be to our God forever and Ever! Amen.” (Revelation 7:9-12)

“But the person who would do great things well, must practice daily on little ones; and she who would have the assistance of the Almighty in important acts, must be daily and hourly accustomed to consult His will in the minor affairs of life.” – Mrs. Emily Judson

ah, these are things far too wonderful for me to understand; wonderful are your works, my soul knows it very well; for the LORD takes pleasure in his people, he adorns the humble with salvation. What wondrous love is this, O my soul?

Oh, Love, that will not let me go

“Why do we love Jesus? Because of the excellency of His person. We are filled with a sense of His beauty! an admiration of His charms! a consciousness of His infinite perfection! His greatness, goodness, and loveliness, in one resplendent ray, combine to enchant the soul till it is so ravished that it exclaims, “Yea, He is altogether lovely.” Blessed love this — a love which binds the heart with chains more soft an silk, and yet more firm than adamant!” C. Spurgeon



not I, but grace

Oh, friends. I just have so much, so much, so much to be thankful for! Summer 2016 is skipping marvelously along, accented by thunderstorms and mellowed by humidity. And there is just so much joy.

Joy. Obedience. Grace and more grace.

“…the gospel of God, which he promised beforehand through his prophets in the holy Scriptures, concerning his Son… Jesus Christ our Lord, through whom we have received grace and apostleship to bring about the obedience of faith for the sake of his name among the nations, including you who are called to belong to Jesus Christ.”

We have received grace. And this grace brings about the obedience of faith. For the sake of His name – all for the glory of God! – among the nations. And also? Me, and you; us who have been called to belong to the priest on the throne, Jesus Christ.

Gah, it’s just too wonderful.

Alrighty, so moving on… because it’s been over two weeks and so much has happened. So much grace in kindness. So much afflicting, but no crushing. Lots of perplexing, but not a pinch of despair. A bit of being struck down, but never destroyed. Life is at work, and the surpassing power belongs to God, therefore we have not lost heart.

(YES I KNOW I’m stuck in 2 Corinthians today, bear with me)

This is going to be a picture-heavy post, I’ve tried hard to narrow the pictures down, but it’s been a full two weeks.

I got some baby-time with my wee first-cousin-once-removed while his mama and papa (my cousin) went on a much needed date. I absolutely adore giving couples a chance to reconnect, and getting to care for little ones at the same time is basically the best. He was missing his mommy at first, but that was remedied by walks in the drizzling rain, graham crackers and pretend cups of tea. When his parents came back we all enjoyed more tea, and, as you can see… this family LOVES their tea.



Thursday, around noon, Lily went into the OR for a cardiac catheterization and a liver biopsy. She was born with huge holes and misplaced tubes in her heart (medically speaking: TAPVR, AVSD/CECD, pulmonary stenosis, and some other things that allowed her to miraculously oxygenate her little body for over four years before her first open-heart surgery) and her most recent open-heart surgery was what is called “The Fontan” procedure. It’s amazing. She’s vibrant and strong and a rockstar and a little goose… but there’s still a lot going on that’s not ideal and so, rather suddenly it seemed to our detailed-planning-yet-spontaneous-living family, her surgeon decided he wanted a better look at the flows and pressures in her special heart.

And so poor Lily spent the night in the hospital, had some “small surgery” and was intubated and given general anesthesia which makes you feel so groggy and gross afterwards. Also, having doctors stick things through your veins and arteries is never fun. But she’s a champ, so brave, and I’m so proud.

I drove up to DC to see her as soon as I got off work on Thursday and we hung out at the hospital all evening. Lily and I are hospital buddies, you remember.

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She started out feeling really lousy, but by the time Daddy and I left she was feeling not-quite-as-lousy. She was released the next morning and literally perked up by the hour. And then it was time for me to drive the girlies to Richmond for a long weekend of sister time.

The adventure of driving down was a Grace Story in itself and that was fun and exciting (because it’s simply thrilling to watch God work things out brilliantly). It took nearly 5 hours. I drove, Naomi was my DJ/conversation buddy, Lily slept (glory!) and Elisabeth curled up in the back and read books.

When my mom asked me about being in charge of the girls for the weekend, I was thrilled. It would give me a chance to reconnect with them, and make lots of memories. She was going to be taking my dad to the airport and they both had a few boring appointments before then, so it worked out perfectly for everyone’s schedules.

We got home in time for dinner on Friday, so it wasn’t until Saturday when the fun really began.

Lucky Charms for breakfast? “mommy never buys this for us!?!” Ah yes, but your wanna-be-super-fun big sister does. Just make sure to drink a big glass of milk, k? What followed was a conversation between all of the ladies on how awful it would be to eat sugary cereal every day, so I don’t think that I did too much harm.


Air mattresses lined the floor and we rented a projector so that we could finally watch the Olympics. Our apartment didn’t have wifi for the first three weeks of August, which was actually quite delightful, and made the blessing of finally having it even more special.


Elisabeth and Olivia worked on some peach pies to use up the big box of very ripe peaches that I had. They are both so creative and made the pies mostly on their own!



Lily did art projects in the “on your mark” position. Watching some of the running events reminded us all of Eric Liddle, and so of course we watched “Chariots of Fire” later that afternoon after a necessary trip to the craft store to buy yarn for new projects.


The projecter was put to really good use that day, when we used it to skype into a dear friend’s wedding after dinner. How cool is technology? Crazy!


And the next morning, because technology is really such a blessing, we joined family skype. This time Jeremy was in Norfolk, Ben was on a bus driving through Taiwan, the girls were with me and Daddy was waiting for his flight at the airport. Tomorrow who knows which countries and cities will represent!?


After a full day of people and more people and then just a few more people, I declared a “quiet hour” and we lit a candle, turned on music and the four of us sisters curled up with books, journals, knitting or construction paper. Sweet, sweet time.


Monday was the best. The G girls came over for breakfast, and after pancakes with sprinkles, we all made yarn dolls.




The doll-making was followed by doll clothes making, and then dollhouse making. There was practically a village by lunchtime! After lunch we blew up balloons and had beach volleyball tournaments, and then keep-the-balloon-in-the-air competitions, in the spirit of the Olympics, of course.

I had so much fun with all six of my girlies that morning, and was a little bit sad to say goodbye to them when their mothers picked them up later that day. God has blessed me with people to love, and to be loved by. He is so good.



So that was Monday and it was marvelous. Yesterday Mommy, Chris and I drove down for Jeremy’s White Coat Ceremony at Eastern Virginia Medical School. It was so special to be there, to see all of the excited, first year medical students walk up on stage to receive their coats, and then read the Hippocratic Oath. Jeremy is going to be an excellent physician, and but he’s going to be a faithful medical student first, and it’s such a treat to watch him follow the Lord joyfully and obediently.


I have a gazillion more thoughts, but I’ll leave you with this for now.

“But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace toward me was not in vain. On the contrary, I worked harder than any of them, though it was not I, but the grace of God that is with me.” (I Corinthians 15:10)




Well, hello there, August 5th. You sure did sneak up upon me.

Grace upon grace, really and truly.

Move-out day was July 31st and move-in day was August 1st for my roommates and I, and we took turns playing the persistent widow (from Luke 18) to our landlords and were able to move out and in on the same day. I also managed to throw a little “fare-thee-well” party for Jeremy on move-out-move-in-day, which we did NOT have at our apartment, but at the home of a very gracious friend. You know you have good friends when they let you host a party for an unknown number of people, cook the food in their kitchen with most of their pots, and then clog their garbage disposal with potato peels and somehow go home with two of their pots and five of their spoons and you’re still friends. Just grace.

There was food and fellowship, then many wonderful prayers for Jeremy, finished off by singing. “The Lord bless you and keep you, the Lord make his face shine upon you and give you peace forever.”



Then off to the cooler mountain air near Charlottesville to staycation with the cousins.

Babies and sunshine…


Monopoly and chess…


group pictures with all of the cousins (just missing Ben!)


Mommy and I made dinner for the crowd one night. Curry and dahl, of course. We’re not really creative when cooking for a crowd. (No, really, we aren’t. This is exactly what I made the day before for Jeremy’s shindig, minus the dahl, and it was all our brains and taste buds could think up.)


Meals on the deck with the cousins in the sunshine…


more meals on the porch with the babies in the cool evening air…


new goofy friends, more meals on the deck, lots of noise and giggles and make-believe…


spontaneous cookie-making adventures at 9pm for the nine year-olds…


sugar at 9pm for nine year-olds makes everyone a bit crazy,  guess…



Oh, and then the best part of the weekend was this, Ben’s newest music video. He didn’t write the lyrics, just the music… but he kind of steals the show in this one, and I could watch this again and again (and maybe I have) and laugh each time (and maybe I did).

The adventures continue and there are more and more opportunities to trust and obey, popping up every day for our family, it seems. It’s all good. It’s all grace.

“Fear not, O land; be glad and rejoice, for the LORD has done great things! Fear not, you beasts of the field, for the pastures of the wilderness are green; the tree bears its fruit; and the fig tree and vine give their full yield.

Be glad, O children of Zion, and rejoice in the LORD your God, for he has given the early rain for your vindication; he has poured down for you abundant rain, the early and the latter rain, as before…

…You shall eat in plenty and be satisfied, and praise the name of the LORD your God, who has dealt wondrously with you. And my people shall never again be put to shame.”

A Few Things

The last week of July has been full of highlights. Each morning Father has revealed His steadfast love, and shown  the way to go. He has provided deep, satisfying drinks from the well of salvation – oh, joy! – and the nourishment of Living Water cannot help but produce the fruit of Joy, and of Peace. Here are some of the moments that I don’t ever want to forget…

  1. drove through the most incredible electric storm last night – 30 minutes of sheet lightning and bolts of lightening and 3ft floods and exact change toll booths and limited visibility AND Jeremy and Avery and Joe in the car — all of us belting out praises to the One who lights up the world with His power; all of us overwhelmed by His glory, fellowshipping in that, singing and trusting that despite the probable danger of driving in such conditions, “In death or in life, He will be glorified.”
  2. …and all of that was after the most delightful dinner party with sweet saints and brothers and sisters and Persian food and old-time TV show theme songs and then some more a’capella hymns and lots of laughter.
  3. Last clinical and final exam of the semester are over and done with, just one more test to go on Thursday and then I think that I am going to enjoy a little break. How about that.
  4. Jeremy is moving in four days and I am mostly okay, but sometimes I start to feel emotional about it all. Thank you, Father, for the good, good gift of Jeremy. It was so generous of you to keep him so close to me for the last year. And thanks for not leading him too far away from me. Goodness, I’m so insanely proud of my brothers. *holds in a proud-big-sister-rant about little bros*
  5. Surprised the family again Saturday night when Jeremy and I drove two mini vans up to NOVA so that they could have one. Highlights of this month have been the look on my dad’s face each time I pop in unexpectedly. *tears up a wee bit* We had dinner with old family friends and then drove home after dusk because the heat in Virginia + our AC-less car = a not-very-pleasant drive.
  6. WE HAVE A NEW BABY! Meet Michael. He could really use a few (ok, ten) monthly sponsors, I don’t think that he has a single one, yet! Would you be interested in joining his team? Thank you, thank you, thank you for considering.
  7. Other New Day North News: Two adoptions within the last month from our project (click here, notice Leon and Kristiana) and then at least another three from the orphanage at the same time. Sweet little boys who have wanted and needed families for so very long. Each of them have been orphans since infancy and now? Now it’s time to see what the love of a family will do in their lives (hint: amazing things).
  8. aaaand, because of the adoptions, I’ve started gathering baby pictures to send to these newly-home families and sorting through old pictures of itty bitty babies and remembering the prayers I prayed as I took them, “O Lord, let these one day find their way into the hands of the families you chose for the earthly adoption of these kiddos…” Watching specific prayers answered generously is overwhelming.



“…Jesus stood up and cried out, “If anyone thirst, let him come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as the Scripture has said, ‘Out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.'”

“Then he lead me back to the bank of the river… And he said to me, “This water flows toward the eastern region and goes down into the Arabah, and enters the sea; when the water flows into the sea, the water will become fresh. And wherever the river goes, every living creature that swarms will live, and there will be very many fish. For this water goes there, that the waters of the sea may become fresh; so everything will live where the river goes …it will be a place for the spreading of nets. Its fish will be of very many kinds, like the fish of the Great Sea… And on the banks, on both sides of the river, there will grow all kinds of trees for food. Their leaves will not wither, nor their fruit fail, but they will bear fresh fruit every months, because the water for them flows from the sanctuary. Their fruit will be for food, and their leaves for healing.”

“With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation.”

“Then the angel showed me the river of water of life, bright as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb through the middle of the street of the city; also, on either side of the river, the tree of life with its twelve kinds of fruit, yielding its fruit each month. The leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations. No longer will there be anything accursed, but the throne of God and of the Lamb will be in it, and his servants will worship him”

(John 7, Ezekiel 47, Isaiah 12, Revelation 22)

Come, and drink this living water.