Have you ever longed for something so intensely that you search and search until you find it? You don’t know what “it” is, but you’re certain when you land upon “it” you’ll know. Like a parched man stumbling through dry and dusty terrain, you search for the living spring that bubbles up in the most unexpected places.
I’m looking for water, not religion, not rules, not regulations. I’ve had all of these and let me tell you, those chalices hold bitter wine.
The kind of water I’m looking for is God-breathed, a life-giving spring that promises “…whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.”” (John 4:14).
My quest encompasses every fiber of my being and spans a lifetime of searching. Just when I find a water source, the well runs dry before I’m willing to move on. You know, the eternal spring doesn’t stay in one place for all time. God’s living Spirit often eludes our finite grasp; least we falsely believe we can control. No, quite the contrary, we must wander like pilgrims in search of the next oasis.
Neither people nor possessions in and of themselves can produce this living water. But you sure know when someone’s soul bubbles forth with its refreshment. You tip your cup to catch a sip that sustains you for the next leg of your journey.
Yes, I’m looking for water, living and life sustaining, everlasting water. Won’t you join me in my quest?
What renews you spiritually? Have you ever found the Spirit in unexpected places?
Looking for Water
Though weary soul does parch and thirst
I cannot linger there
Where well runs dry and spirit wanes
Outside my Savior’s care
So search I must both far and wide
For what sustains my soul
And look for an eternal spring
That makes my spirit whole