Keep your spade handy

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I AM SO SPOILED!  (Whew.  There.  I said it.

 May I please explain…?  

As I recall the situation, the laundry was on in the basement, but I kept hearing the sound of running water rather than the typical whirring of the washer.  You know how something in the back of your mind finds its way to your decision-making part of the brain?  My frontal lobe was telling me I should probably investigate.  Good thing, too, since upon inspection it appeared to be raining from the basement rafters!

One of the washer hoses had busted and was creating this interesting, albeit expensive, illusion because it’s high powered jet spray was aimed right at the basement ceiling.  It was one of the few times I’ve been thankful that my “basement” is more of an old-time cellar, so the unexpected hydration was no problem; however, that may have been one of the circumstances (and there have been a few) where the water in the whole house had to be turned off, due to the corrosion at the hose connections.

UGH!!  No water!!  No bathrooms, no sinks, no washing dishes…and on, and on.  I love camping, just not in my own house…oh, the things I take for granted.

The “no-water” problem was just part of the daily desert routine in the life and times of Abraham’s son, Isaac.  So precious and scarce was this necessity, it was the stuff of feuds.  Dig a well (and I can only imagine how difficult THAT was, in a desert no less), and here comes someone stronger and stingier to lay claim to all your hard work. Isaac had his fill of that kind of neighborliness—

“[Isaac] set up his camp at that place, and his servants dug ANOTHER well.”

Wherever Isaac went, he just kept digging wells.  He knew water was necessary for survival, not only for him, but for all those depending on him.  The thing to note here is that God always provided the water wherever Isaac went.  Of course, Isaac had to dig for it, but it was always there.  Always.

Pretty obvious life lesson.  We may feel like we’re in a spiritual desert, and many times that’s a fairly accurate assessment of life.  And/or we may feel like we’ve invested some serious sweat equity in ___________, and our place gets usurped by a “foreigner” (newcomer, or even a formerly trusted friend) where moving back out into the unknown desert is the only option available to us. 

God will never move us somewhere to die of thirst.  On the contrary, we are called blessed when that thirst leads us to make another well, and make it deep.

…Jesus stood and shouted to the crowds, ‘Anyone who is thirsty may come to me! Anyone who believes in me may come and drink! For the Scriptures declare, ‘Rivers of living water will flow from his heart.’”

Feeling hot and dusty in your desert of life?  Start digging, because most assuredly, our good, good Father does not leave us without His life-giving water. 

 

John 7: 37, 38 and Genesis 26:25  Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright© 1996, 2004, 2007, 2013 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

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Author: dawnlizjones

Tends toward TMI, so here's the short list: guitar and banjo (both of which have been much neglected as of late), bicycling (ibid), dogs, very black tea, and contemplating and commenting on deep philosophical thoughts about which I have had no academic or professional training. Oh, also reading, writing, but I shy away from arithmetic.

5 thoughts on “Keep your spade handy”

  1. I find that when I have traveled into that spiritual desert, it is of my own doing. Or as I am known to say, when I feel that God is distant, He’s not the one who moved! I’m so thankful for that ever-present thirst that has me digging for living water. Great thought today, Dawn.

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  2. About 7 years ago, God dragged me, kicking and screaming into both a literal and physical desert. A job change had sent us to a place that I absolutely didn’t want to live and all spiritual support was non-existent. I felt like I was dying spiritually. It took nearly four years before I rediscovered that I have to allow God to quench my thirst and not rely on people. It’s my job to draw from the well or speak to the rock or move to the next spot. He will bring forth the water.

    Excellent reminder, Dawn! I am so sorry about your house though! What an awful experience!

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  3. Super story, Dawn Liz! Sorry it was inspired by an expensive repair to the household appliances! God does provide… we may have to do some work, but He does provide; He always will. Good thoughts for those who may feel “parched” spiritually and otherwise today!

    Steve

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