His water.

I love getting myself a nice big glass of ice water with a pretty straw.

Delish.

I love water.

& whenever I do this,

my little man -

Pauly

is well aware that I just filled up my glass with

fresh.

cool.

water.

He comes runnin'!

& I always try and make sure that my boys have their sippy cups available to them and they are full of fresh cool water. I mean really, who likes to drink warm water? .... oh, sorry mom.
Anyways.
No matter what Pauly already has in his cup.
He always wants a drink from mine.

I don't know if this is because I have a cute little straw (that's probably what it is really).
Or maybe he is comforted by drinking from my cup

rather than his.

I'm not really quite sure.

But one thing I do know...

There is only one well that I feel comforted drawing my waters from

only one place can quench my

deepest, driest, thirsting...

and that is from His.

With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation. And you will say in that day:

“Give thanks to the Lord,
call upon his name,
make known his deeds among the peoples,
proclaim that his name is exalted.

“Sing praises to the Lord, for he has done gloriously;
let this be made known in all the earth.
Shout, and sing for joy, O inhabitant of Zion,
for great in your midst is the Holy One of Israel.”

Isaiah 12: 3-6