The Caller’s Spring

Judges 15:18-19

Then he became very thirsty; so he cried out to the Lord and said, “You have given this great deliverance by the hand of Your servant; and now shall I die of thirst and fall into the hand of the uncircumcised?” 19 So God split the hollow place that is in Lehi, and water came out, and he drank; and his spirit returned, and he revived. Therefore he called its name En Hakkore, which is in Lehi to this day.



Samson was tired and weary. It had been a long battle and he had the victory but it seemed that he didn’t have the energy to enjoy it. Have you ever felt like that? Victorious yet exhausted. You should be jumping for joy but all you want to do is sleep.



Samson found himself in Lehi – a hollow place. A place of insignificance. Does that sound familiar? That whisper in your ear that says, “it doesn’t matter. Your job doesn’t matter. Your marriage doesn’t matter. Your friendship doesn’t matter. Your church doesn’t matter. You don’t matter.” Don’t believe that lie.



Samson may have felt the hollowness of that moment – the insignificance of the time and place he was in yet he did not allow that feeling to silence him, He called out. He refused to settle for insignificance. He believed that there could me more – even in the hollow place. And as he called, he was satisfied. “So God split the hollow place…and water came out, and he drank; and his spirit returned, and he revived” (v19).



He named that place, ‘The Caller’s Spring.’ Even the hollow place – the place of insignificance – can burst forth with life. No place is ever wasted when we cry out to God. He provides a spring for every caller.


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