A Drink of Living Water
A couple of summers ago, I was away on a business trip in Kentucky, and my heart was troubled for a friend who was in the midst of turmoil. Hoping to offer some comfort, I wrote my friend a letter, and during lunch, I rushed to the post office to buy stamps. I found a long line, and an elderly woman stood in front of me. We made casual conversation for a few minutes as she explained she was mailing a letter to her great-grandson who lived in Texas. She said that she didn’t get to see him often, but she wanted him to know that he was special and loved. I relayed my purpose in mailing my letter—my concern for this friend who was making really tough choices. We continued our chat until she reached the clerk’s window, where she turned to me and said: “I enjoyed talking to you. You know, when God gives us a drink of living water, we’d be foolish not to take it.” At first, I was taken aback by her remark, as we had not talked about spiritual matters, but as I made my way back to work, the ageing woman’s wisdom began to resonate with me.
How did she know that I needed a drink of “living water,” a reminder that God is in control and our cares are His cares? Our hope is in him, his words, his comfort; and the knowledge that we are his loved and special children should replenish us every day. That “living water” surrounds us on a daily basis; it’s the gentle reminder that our Savior is amidst our storms; it’s the people that we cross paths with who remind us that we serve a living, risen Savior who walks beside us. Do you need a drink?