These people of mine have committed two great evils. They first show their rebellion by not coming to drink from My pure springs of water. As if that isn't enough, they further insult Me by trying to quench their thirst with the murky runoff water they catch in their makeshift cisterns.
His love cries out, "You aren't slaves; you aren't captives!"
My people don't have to drink brackish water from such stagnant, leaking basins; I want them to enjoy living water from Me. Yet, sadly, they have brought this on themselves.
My friend Kaite took this photo in Africa.
His love cries out, "You aren't slaves; you aren't captives!"
My people don't have to drink brackish water from such stagnant, leaking basins; I want them to enjoy living water from Me. Yet, sadly, they have brought this on themselves.
My friend Kaite took this photo in Africa.
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