Listening to the rushing water, I let my eyes wander the landscape. Across the way was a tiny hidden spring adding to the water pool. Compared to the creek and lake this small spring was a mere steady water hose. Yet here it was adding itself to the larger bodies of rushing water. As I watched it I began to think of the many tiny springs which pour out diligently to keep the waters flowing.
I closed my eyes and thanked Jesus. This is an hour in life where there are many hidden springs being poured out for the multitude.
Joh 7:37-38 On the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried out, saying, “If anyone thirsts, let him come to Me and drink. He who believes in Me, as the Scripture has said, out of his heart will flow rivers of living water.”