This has been, I think it’s safe to say, a week of digging down deep.
Mining for things that I normally have such easy access to.
Faith. Joy. Peace. Strength.
And I’m learning.
Learning that sometimes the things we need the most are never to be found on the surface but must be pulled up from life’s deep well, harvested from the wellspring that sometimes keeps its current under layers of hard rocky stuff.
This is where my on again, off again, chronic D episodes bring me. To a place where I’m forced to dig down deep. Maybe you have things, difficult, heart-wrenching things, that force you to have to dig down deep for the good things, too.
I think I’d be hard pressed to find someone who hasn’t.
And I could dwell on all the things that kept bringing me down hard; the wild insomnia of late, the computer glitches that ate my work, the three different recipes that went wrong in two days, the migraines, and finally, the swan dive followed by a Quadruple Lutz and a Triple Toe Loop down my front steps while trying to balance too many gardening items at one time and landing squarely in my favourite terra-cotta planter which exploded into a fantastic pile of clay and baby plants. It’s too bad no one got it on camera. I have one word… viral!
And I seriously could have cried over that last one, but was so shell-shocked, that as I stood in the shower for the second time that day, I began to laugh. A shattered, “I may be loosing my mind” kind of laugh that burbled up from somewhere dangerous and made me sound like Chief Inspector Dreyfus from the Pink Panther movies. And it took me over, and I could hardly breathe from this last straw-laughing.
That was the sign I had to go digging deep for all of the things that would bring back some balance to my weary soul.
It’s times like these that I know giving up isn’t an option. It’s times like these that I have to draw from the really deep-down-inside well.
And ask the Father to fill me to the brim with everything good from Him.
And dwell on those things instead.
In fact, I had to dig down deep just to find the capacity to dig down deep. Does that even make sense?
It becomes a heart cry at that moment.
“Lord, I need you to mine out all the things I need to hang on. Can you dig in and find them for me, Father? I just don’t know if I can reel it all in on my own. I’m having to draw from the things that require more than just me. Lord, fill my bucket with whatever it is I need from You so I can try this all again tomorrow.”
Or an hour from now.
Or in five minutes.
Wells are funny things. You drop a line and a bucket down into the darkness, sometimes until you can’t see it any more. You have to trust that the splash means you’ve found the source. You have to work on the premise that as everything gets heavier, you’re also gaining what you need. And then you have to work to retrieve it. And then you repeat until you have what you need.
And because I want to be filled with peace, and hope, and joy, and life, and health, and strength, and faith… I want to make sure I draw from the right source.
The only Source.
As deeply as I can.
No matter how worn down, no matter how many swan dives, I can drink from the well that never runs dry.
“… but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him will never be thirsty again. The water that I will give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life.” John 4:14
“Come, all you who are thirsty, come to the waters….” Isaiah 55:1(a)
“The LORD will guide you always; He will satisfy your needs in a sun-scorched land and will strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail.” Isaiah 58:11
“I will refresh the weary and satisfy the faint.” Jeremiah 31:25
“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled.” Matt. 5:6
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It’s most the most wonderful thing, to take that first taste of His richness and to flood all the places that life tried to parch and crack and leave us as empty vessels.
Just means there’s more room to be filled back up with Him.
This is what I keep learning. Can I pass it on to you today?
Whatever our situation, we can’t reside on the surface for long and expect to drink deeply of the things we need to sustain.
Sometimes He’s waiting for us to dig down deep.