Been sitting here in this pit for a while.
It’s deep in the ground, I bet it’s a mile.
Been digging this hole for days, until now
Lost track of the time and sunlight somehow.
It’s dark and lonely, here in this sad well.
I wonder how long I must sit and dwell.
You see, I started to dig- not content
The way I was going – the way I went.
I thought I’d find treasures by digging around,
By making a well with my eyes on the ground.
Now I can see, while in darkness I grope
I must look up, only there is my hope.
I wasn’t made to dig wells in the earth,
But made to look up while for answers I search.
Made seeking my comfort in things above –
Made for digging into God’s endless love.
“Lord, help me to seek Your Living Water, not in man-made wells,
but in Jesus Christ.”
“but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him
will never be thirsty again.
The water that I will give him
will become in him a spring of water
welling up to eternal life.”
Jesus, John 4:14 (ESV)
(Poetry and Pictures, Heidi Viars, 2016)