I bless your every taste
Of Living Water
That pools in the cisterns you did not dig.
When God told His people
To remember and be grateful
When they entered a Promised Land
Full of cisterns they did not dig,
He was speaking of reservoirs
That their forebears hand-dug
To collect the winter rains
So there would be water during the parched summer.
Like the 1500-year-old cistern
Discovered under a sandy playground
Outside Jerusalem that the Israel Antiquities Authority
Excavated in 2005.
It was chiseled out of rock underground
And could hold 300,000 gallons of water.
Time and sweat and pain,
Dug by someone before you,
And now you drink so freely, without thought—
But had they not dug,
It would be your hands blistered,
Your back wrenched.
Oh thank God for those who have
Dug the cisterns long before you
And God bless your every cup of living water.