Drunk on heaven!
Soul Snack 9/125 ... Finding focus
Steeling myself against the delights of my eyes, I too often fail.I have learned this though - whilever I long for the things of this earth, I'll never hunger for the things of heaven.
The higher things are so vastly superior, but when my vision is cast low I can only see the inferior
Is not the persistent work of the evil one to keep my eyes on my feet, to sacrifice the eternal for the temporal and to settle for seduction instead of salvation?
Canvassing the catalogues and cavorting with covetousness has an appeal as insatiable as the grave. Delighting my eyes and developing my desires are sources of fine pleasure but not wells of good permanence.
I can hurt my eternal so much in my haste for the temporal.
To drink from the pure waters of life, to draw from the deepest wells of heaven is too most pleasing now, but this also satisfies me forever.