He says, “Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters –”
You’re going to need to run to the waters.
Leave your jug right there at the well, and just run – because here is the water that satisfies.
Leave your jug at the well of redeemed endings, the well of long-enough prayers, of hard joy and hard work, of wise decisions and white sheets and waiting for something to come around the corner and turn your winter to spring.
“Why do you labor for what does not satisfy?
Listen to Me and eat what is good,
And delight yourself in abundance.
… Come to Me.
Hear, that you may live;
I will make with you an everlasting covenant,
My steadfast, sure love for David.”
The psalmist pleads, “Seek the Lord while He may be found – call upon Him while He is near!”
No matter how crazy they look at you, you have to keep repeating it over and over for your own sanity. I need You – I need You – I need You.
Leave your jug at the well and run to the quiet and kneel.
Stop trying to fill your jug at the well – the water recedes as you approach it – and come to the One who draws near at your coming.
Whether you’re stretched out on the ground, weary, or whether your hands are lifted and your face is turned up, He hangs on your every word, and you and the universe hang on His.
Wait in the quiet and listen – wait ’til you see the glory.
His word shall not return to Him empty.
You shall go out in peace.
He is so faithful.