When the Spring Still Flows: Revelation 21:6
Then he said to me, ‘It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give water as a gift from the spring of the water of life.
Reflection
As I come to the end of these twelve devotions, my heart is filled with gratitude. Writing them has been a way of returning to the source, drawing again from the spring of God’s life. Through each devotion I have come to see that water is never still. It moves, it gives, it takes, and it renews.
I have written about dry ground, about thirst and waiting, about the rain that restores what was lost. But water is not only gentle. Sometimes it floods. It rises beyond our limits and unsettles the ground we trust. It does not always come as comfort. It reveals what we have built on fragile soil.
When I look at the floods of our time, whole communities swept away, I cannot simply call this mystery or mercy. It is also the result of our neglect, the weight of our greed. Yet even in the waters that overwhelm, there is a quiet call to begin again, to live with care, to let creation breathe once more.
I have learnt that faith is not about escaping the storm or trying to explain it. It is about standing within it, holding on to hope, and working with God for the renewal of what remains. Somewhere beneath every ruin, the spring still flows.
So I end with gratitude and longing. The journey of water has shown me that grace is not an answer but a movement. It flows through both sorrow and joy and invites us to move with it, to protect, to restore, and to let the world live again. Even when the waters rise, the voice of God still speaks life.
Prayer
God of life,
You are the beginning and the end,
the source and the stillness in every tide.
When the waters rise and we feel afraid,
hold us in Your mercy.
When the ground breaks beneath us,
let compassion steady our hands
and hope take root again on the earth.
Amen.