If you’re lucky enough to live someplace with wholesome running water, go ahead, turn on a tap, fill a cup, turn off the tap, and drink mindfully, attentive to the gift of good water and how dependent life is upon that gift. If you’re living somewhere the water supply is corrupted, contaminated, or intermittent then you already know how desperate life can be when we don’t have the clean, abundant water we need. The creation of safe public water distribution systems in the late Nineteenth and early Twentieth centuries was a major public health victory, one that where achieved, has frequently, at least in the United States, been allowed to deteriorate until those supplies are often no longer trustworthy. Clean water without salt and arsenic intrusion, without high lead or sulfur levels, in reasonably abundant supply remains a gift, a gift that if we have, we might take for granted. Yet here we are in the Book of Numbers and water is an issue many times and wells given twice in claiming the people’s home.
We can thirst for many things, for dignity, for respect, for water, for hope, for courage, for spirit. If you’ve ever felt dusty and parched in your life, whether physically, emotionally, mentally, or spiritually, you know that thirst tends to occupy a lot of your thoughts. We can live longer without food than we can without water, so when we speak of thirsting metaphorically, we are speaking of something even more powerful and often life-threatening than hunger. We begin with the rebellious people thirsting for safety, for assurance, for being home already and not a moment longer in this terrible place. Have you ever thirsted so? Longed for, then yearned for, then hungered for, and finally, pleadingly, raspingly, thirsted? Faithing in the middle of such experience is a major challenge, pointing out that faith is not a place we go, but an action. We actively have to summon ourselves up to keep going and to trust that we will be all right through whatever is happening.
Once again, the people rise up against Moses and Aaron, thirsting to be someplace familiar, someplace they can grow their figs, tend their vines, prune their pomegranates, and, most importantly, slake their real physical thirst. The Holy answers the people with water struck from a rock. In the middle of nowhere, where no real prospect of slaking their thirst is apparent, water is brought forward, sacred, life-giving, needed water. Over and over again in our lives we may find ourselves in tough places, tempted to test the Holy from our thirst, to rebel and to demand, to struggle to live faithfully. Are we ready to find the help that is around us to be the help for others in such times? Are we ready to strike what is unyielding and oppressive and find life streaming forth?
The people petition to traverse Edom, including the promise of not draining the wells as they pass through Edom. Edom denies them, even though the Israelites are willing to pay for the water they might use (20:19). But afraid of the strangers, Edom marches against the migrants seeking only to pass through, turning aside the people. When we might be tempted today to turn away migrants, for all the same fears of these ancient peoples, let us remember our spiritual and genealogical ancestors who also were turned away. When we are called to protect and welcome the stranger, that call comes directly out of this spiritual ancestry, of thirsting for home and being denied welcome. Can we trust in the ability to create enough for each and for all? Can we stretch ourselves to wisely share the resources that there are so no one need thirst or worry about a safe place to rest?
Throughout this section of Numbers, the issue of water is tied to welcome, faithing, and trust. The wilderness is a place without known and trustworthy water, without welcome, and where the people are at great risk. When they attacked by serpents, they are fiery biting snakes. And when they can camp after that it is at a wadi. And after that they travel from wadi to water, along the edges of the Moabite territory until they reach a place where the leaders dig a well to quench the people’s thirst. Sihon refuses the right of crossing the territory, even without drinking from their wells, and this lack of hospitality results in battle. When we fail one another with compassion and hospitality, we set the scene for bloodshed and violence, for what do the people petitioning for compassion and hospitality have to lose? They already stand to lose their lives without help. Denying water and asylum to those seeking safety decreases the safety of those denying that welcome and compassion and protection. Hard-heartedness is not the prudent course, as these stories teach us through the ages, for hard-heartedness only makes it easier for others to justify striking back in self-protection. The rock we need the Holy to strike most often these days is the hard-heartedness of those who would refuse those who thirst for welcome, for compassion, for justice, for a place of safety from which to rebuild a life of love and well-being for all.
We are called to bear the waters of life to those in need, to unite in compassion and hospitality, knowing what it is to thirst, to ease the thirst of others and tend the well-being of each and of all. Resource wars are easy to start in a thirsty world severely affected by our rapidly changing climate. The resources that we can nurture and grow with wisdom and heart are compassion, love, hospitality, generosity, equity, and justice for each and for all. We have and will need those resources at various times in our lives. And so, too, will our neighbor-strangers. Will we live faithfully and nurture wellsprings of hospitality and justice? It starts with one spadeful of hope and one bit of advocating for change, making welcome, making way, bringing a cup of water to those who thirst.