Designed to be dissatisfied.
This place is an ocean,
Spanning infinite and broad,
Across the universe of my soul.
It is ever unfinished,
Yet thirsting to be whole.
It is the gnawing of a wound
That yearns for healing touch.
It is my gift.
It makes me search for love.
There’s a deep place in me
Designed for Your indwelling.
This place is an ocean,
Singing and swelling
With waves of praise to You.
You alone end the search,
Yet meeting You inspires thirst –
A yearning to melt again at just one touch,
To be moved by one more wind of revelation
Of Your everlasting love.
By Samantha Lindholm
Written February 2, 2012
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