Jeremiah 2:13 ‘My people have committed two sins: They have forsaken me, the spring of living water, and have dug their own cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water.’
I labor under the hot, dry sun. Sweat rolls down my face like dew on the morning grass. The thirst for water consumes my every thought. The faucets are near, each labeled and dripping small droplets of water:
Greed, Control, Pleasure, Jealousy
I see my neighbors with their vases walking up to these faucets and taking their fill. Their smiling faces convince me of their happiness. This is why I labor making my own, personal vase. I want it to be colorful, intricate, and unique so everyone knows its mine.
As I finish making my vase, I carry it, gently, to the faucets. I notice hardly anyone going to the Living Water faucet and conclude it’s a hoax.
How can water be living and how would drinking and bathing in it affect me?
No, I’ll stick with what I know- the water I’ve always had.
I turn the faucet on and place my vase under ‘Jealousy’. The water flows quickly and my vase starts to groan under the weight.
I carry it back to my house and drink deeply.
A small cough.
I forgot it’s brackish, the Jealousy water.
I peer out again at the Living Water faucet- opposite from the rest.
One sip won’t hurt…
I shake the dust off my hands and bring a cup with me. Not my vase- I don’t yet trust this water.
I fill my cup and take a small, hesitant sip.
Cool, sweet water fills my mouth- it goes straight to my soul. I’m wholly refreshed. I don’t need a full vase of this water, just my cup. And, as my back is turned on the faucets of Jealousy, Greed, Control, and Pleasure, I know I’ll return to the Living Water for my needs.