outside my window, the city receives a baptismal washing. inside, though, the progressive vocal poundings of watermark hurtle from the stereo speakers and into the air.....

'deep is the stain inside of me
but deeper the river that washes me clean
i've been the one who cries in the night
but You've been the friend of my life'

water is, by far, one of God's most symbolically-rich creations....there is nothing that can wash you clean like the rushing waters of God's Spirit.....the true soul cleansing. it cannot be achieved through simple good works or meditating upon "higher things", but instead by bowing one's head and humbly confessing Christ's Lordship. i have to do this every day. every single day. not because the first time wasn't enough. it was. but my dumb, human mind needs to be reminded. my tendencies need curbing. i need renewal....to be cleansed once again, showered with the truth of His amazing love....

'living water swallow me
deepest river wash me clean
Jesus, savior, more of Thee
Jesus, more of Thee
come and ruin me with your love
so no other is enough
come and leave Your mark on me
Jesus, more of Thee
Jesus, more of Thee'