Unrest of Spirit
When the spirit of man is not at rest, he's void of personal peace There is a mobilizing presence in his being that refuses to cease Outwardly, he may be able to hide his pain, or even deny that he is ill He is unable to sit or be still, because something inside needs to be healed
Drinking, drugging, or sexing never resolves the restless spirit's hidden longings We are born to be connected and designed to experience that sense of belonging We require family, friends, quiet, wholesome music, and good social interaction. Ultimately, our soul has spaces filled and calmed only by that God connection
11302018PoSoupContest, Unrest Of Spirit, Julia Ward
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