Scripture
As they go through the Valley of Baca they make it a place of springs; the early rain also covers it with pools.
— Psalm 84:6 (ESV)
Devotional
This teaches us that the comfort obtained by a one may often prove serviceable to another; just as wells would be used by the company who came after. We read some book full of consolation, which is like Jonathan’s rod, dropping with honey. Ah! we think our brother has been here before us, and digged this well for us as well as for himself. Many a “Night of Weeping,” “Midnight Harmonies,” an “Eternal Day,” “A Crook in the Lot,” a “Comfort for Mourners,” has been a well digged by a pilgrim for himself, but has proved quite as useful to others. Specially we notice this in the Psalms, such as that beginning, “Why art thou cast down, O my soul?” Travellers have been delighted to see the footprint of man on a barren shore, and we love to see the waymarks of pilgrims while passing through the vale of tears. The pilgrims dig the well, but, strange enough, it fills from the top instead of the bottom. We use the means, but the blessing does not spring from the means. We dig a well, but heaven fills it with rain. The horse is prepared against the day of battle, but safety is of the Lord. The means are connected with the end, but they do not of themselves produce it. See here the rain fills the pools, so that the wells become useful as reservoirs for the water; labour is not lost, but yet it does not supersede divine help. Grace may well be compared to rain for its purity, for its refreshing and vivifying influence, for its coming alone from above, and for the sovereignty with which it is given or withheld. May our readers have showers of blessing, and may the wells they have digged be filled with water! Oh, what are means and ordinances without the smile of heaven! They are as clouds without rain, and pools without water. O God of love, open the windows of heaven and pour us out a blessing!
Reflection
Someone dug a well before you, and heaven filled it. You read their psalm and drink. Then you dig, and you wait on rain. Means matter. Means do not save. The blessing still comes from above, and the Spirit still decides the shower. Do the work. Ask for rain. Leave the windows of heaven to the God of love.
Goad
What well are you refusing to dig this morning because you want the rain first—or what well are you trusting instead of heaven?
Tie-In
Morning’s pilgrims leave water in the valley for the next traveler. Evening’s Man still receives sinners. Comfort for those who come after, and an open gate for those who have nothing to bring.
Closing
Spurgeon’s classic text with a brief reflection to help today’s reader.
If these words have stirred something, sit with it.
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