Water from the rock! A life-saving intervention by God in
history, or a sign that there can be miraculous refreshment even in the driest
stretches of life's journey? It could be both of course, but the point is that
we can be sceptical about miracles in ancient history without losing the
meaning of the story.
What does need to be credible, though, is the hope that
God will indeed provide refreshment. Perhaps even more important is the need to
go beyond scripture and assert that God was not merely interested in giving
life-saving refreshment to those people at that time, but to all who cry out in
need.
I nearly wrote 'cry out to him', but held back for two
reasons. The first was that I baulked at gender-specific pronouns, and will try
all sorts of grammatical tricks to avoid them. The second was that so much desperate
need is felt by people who have no real idea that there is a God to call on.
In 1st Corinthians 10, St. Paul writes that the rock was
Christ. The nomads in the desert had no idea of that, of course, which means
that large numbers of people in today's world really do have something in
common with them. Throughout history, perhaps even within the Church, Christ
has often been present as or in the unrecognised stranger.
Unrecognised partly because he empties himself of his
glory in order to serve us. Within the church, we are used to the thought that
his life is poured into bread and wine for us. Elsewhere, he is recognisable in
his works.