For most of my life, as far back as I can remember, I have enjoyed running water at home. While on occasion there a problem externally meant that the supplied temporarily stopped, each time I turn the facet I am confident that water will flow. No matter what I do with it, when I turn the tap, water flows.
As I think of California, Singapore’s early warnings, and the stories from places at risk, my confidence may not always be appropriate. In more and more places, we are running short of water. Multiple forces such as growing demand, ongoing acts of pollution, and changing weather patterns, are working in their own way to reduce our reserves. Many historical wells with unending supplies are running low. Finding new supplies of water, especially clean water, is getting more difficult. The forecast is not positive.
As I reflect on the fragile supply of water, I find my mind drifting to the availability of other necessities supporting my life. I often take for granted that there will be food in the grocery store, payment mechanisms that work, friends will to help and look out for my best interests, and the comfort that comes from a divine spirit. What if a pillar supporting my life was no longer there?
As I consider my actions and choices in light of the questions, I discover that there is one exception. The exception is answered in the moment. No matter what I have done in the past, good or bad, big or small, my access to Divinity is a question that I can only address now. I can never destroy this door, because it is offered by God not created by man. Some cry out, “Help us again, God of our help; don’t hold a grudge against us forever,” (Psalm 85.4) and while life can feel like this, the God I know is always present.
The recurring question for you and me is drinking of the well that will never run dry – embracing compassion, accepting mercy, and letting both permeate of heart and soul.