Walking 10-15 miles a day on the Camino requires plenty of water. Fortunately, sources exist all along the trail. Small restaurants and kiosks sell water. Lots of pilgrims carry a backpack with a water bladder (I prefer a water bottle that I refill as needed). Villages sport public fountains. Clean water is essential to a successful pilgrimage.
The path we walk passes by multiple dairy farms. Every farm features a pond or stock tank for livestock, but I never see pilgrims dropping to their knees to drink. Why not? Because no one wants to guzzle after a herd of heifers.
The Lord sent Jeremiah to the people of Jerusalem with this message: For my people have committed two evils: they have forsaken me, the fountain of living waters, and hewed out cisterns for themselves, broken cisterns that can hold no water.
These folks rejected the sparkling fountain in the village square to gulp from the pond. Scum in their teeth, they looked up and assumed God blessed them anyway. Not so much. Disaster headed their way, way worse than the intestinal discord brought about by drinking polluted water.
Renouncing pure sources leads you and I to stagnant ponds. We all imbibe from somewhere. Hydration by social media, or entertainment, or bad friendships creates rot. Just as pilgrims need clean water, our souls need the living waters of God. Every pilgrim knows that hydration is key to a successful pilgrimage to Santiago. Every clear-eyed believer understands the same about a lifelong journey with the Lord.
Jeremiah 2:13
Photo by Marco Ceschi


