my dilemma …
Yesterday, we woke up to the surprise of no water. A few trickles came out of a spigot or two, but those eventually dried up. Had the pipes frozen? Was the well dry? Maybe the pump broke. I walked to the church, and it too was impacted. The two buildings are on the same system.
No hot shower to start the day. I would’ve settled for a cold one. Fortunately we had bottled water for coffee and brushing teeth. And there is a whole pallet of water in the shed left over from Autumn and Railroad Fests.
So, I checked breakers. I looked for leaks. I extinguished the resources in front of me … and then reached out to a professional. By mid-morning, he was on site with the proper equipment, ample assistance, and an abundance of knowledge.
Eventually, they discovered a pipe to an outside hydrant had broken. They dug it up, repaired the break … and walaa … I have water.
our dilemma …
Maybe you can relate to this next part. There have been days I’ve woken up with a dried up soul. I listen to music. Try to fix the situation myself. Try to bypass the problem. Or even look for temporary fixes (like bottled water mentioned above), or take part of an action that distracts me.
And when I extinguish all my resources, I only then turn to the professional … who in this case is the only person who can actually take care of a weary soul, a wounded heart, or a troubled life.
The joy of the Lord is my strength.
And there is no greater time to remember this then Christmas. Joy to the world, the Lord has come. Let earth receive her King.
Recently I came across a great song that challenges me to praise Him no matter when, Even Now …
In the arms of Mercy, in the One who knows you best
You are good, You are good, let my heart remember this
Your heart is kindness
In the dark, I shall not fear
For You are on my side in battle, God my Strength
My Shield forever
Where my hope is found, I will praise You even now
There’s a healing fountain that is flowing deep and clear
You are good, You are good, my deliverance is near
To my God, to my King, who’s redeeming everything
God, thank you that you are the Loving Water, a well that never runs dry. And that refreshes my soul. Today, tomorrow, always. Even now.
Merry Christmas and be refreshed by the Living Water.
Muddy Shoes by Todd 
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