There are things that you think you know, but in reality you only have an inkling of the depth and the significance of this very thing right in your face. But how many times have just given it more than just a cursory glance. We are satisfied with the briefest of knowledge – we sometimes lose patience and do not dare to see what is beyond. For the most part, we do not explore out of fear – out of discouragement – out of reticence perhaps. And as a result, we miss the treasure that lie just beneath the surface.
There are detours and dead ends that seem to lead one-way streets to nowhere. There are corners and pockets of darkness that seem to trap and where the air seems dank. And by escalating increments, the waters of the brook seem to dry up, the raven-brought provisions seem to become rarer and rarer. Where there was comfort and peace, there is nothing now but brambles and sun-baked soil. Take heart, for this moment of stillness and inactivity is actually a deep sigh of preparation – a pause before the heavy onslaught of affirmation is about to pour.
“Blessed are those whose hearts are on the highways to Zion…” intones the pilgrim gladly traversing the road to significance and deeper meaning. Blessed are they indeed for even as they pass through the Valley of Weeping, they shall know firsthand the sweetness and the freshness of the cool spring that shall gush forth as they come out of that deep chasm. And the parched land shall be watered, the thirsty shall have their fill.
Drink, for the water is sweet.
Drink, for this spring shall be your satisfaction.
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