My soul yearns, even faints, for the courts of the Lord.
My heart and flesh cry out for the living God.
Blessed are those whose strength is in you, who have their hearts set on pilgrimage. As they pass through the Valley of Baca, they make it a place of springs; the autumn rains also cover it with pools.--Excerpts from Psalm 84
Valley of Baca....the place of deepest grief ever known to man, a valley of tears, adversity.
This person found God turning tears into a well of water.
We are to set our heart on the journey.
Do not turn from the Valley of Baca for your promise awaits on the other side.
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