Always inspired by music...this song is consuming me...and filling my soul...and dwelling on it's meaning...
Picture yourself swinging a pick, digging from dawn to dusk, chiseling a cistern out of the hard, unyielding stone. You stay on the job, working through the biting cold of winter and the blazing heat of summer. After years of strenuous effort you finally complete the task. Then you step back and wait for your cistern to fill—and it leaks. You discover—too late—that all cisterns, no matter how well constructed, will leak.
The story is a picture of the futility of our attempts to find satisfaction in life. It's an age-old problem. God told Jeremiah that His people "have forsaken Me, the fountain of living waters." Instead, they had expended their efforts on "broken cisterns that can hold no water" (Jeremiah 2:13).
There is a spring of living water, rising from hidden depths, pouring into our hearts, satisfying us even as it makes us thirst for more. I'm discovering and rediscovering this every day...
Excerpt from Our Daily Bread
