If you spend your life striving trying to get more, is that the way you actually end up with less?
Who needs more when He’s already made us enough?
Why grow the list of what I want to have instead of the list of what I can give?
Why not let the heart grow big with a love large enough that it breaks your heart and gives bits of you away?
Does “real life” only happen when you get to pick some balmy destination and a cheap flight itinerary?
Or is “real life” when you choose to be bread to all kinds of hungry?
And maybe this is how your soul truly gets fed anyway?