My grandmother always called it a "wet weather spring." Fifteen to twenty yards from one side of our old house was a place where water would bubble out of the ground after a rain. We lived on the side of a hill and this wet weather spring was just above the house. At the foot of the hill was our spring where we got all of our drinking water and kept things cold before the days of refrigeration at our house. The water in the spring was very cold and the spring never ran dry during the hottest weather. It must have been fed by a deep underground spring. (Oh, I forgot to tell you that between where the water bubbled out of the ground and our old house was a well and slat well house. My grandmother said the water was the best and coldest she ever drank. I never drank from the well because she said the "casin'" was broken). I carried water from that spring for years for drinking water. When it didn't rain enough for us to catch "worsh water," I had to carry water to fill Grammy's tubs as well. It was a long trip up that hill and a lot of water carrying.
Those days are gone. Since that time my mother has fixed up the old home place and put water into the house. They looked for a place to dig a well and they chose the place above the house where the wet weather spring was. They started digging and hadn't gone but a few feet until the drill was flooded and the water gushed out. They had hit a great artesian well! Some time back I went to the old home place and watched as the well overflow pipe gushed out water with a rhythmic pulse. I measured the rate of flow in August of that year and found that the overflow was over a million gallons of water a year! I also learned that the spring was the overflow of that great well! God can meet all our needs from the "overflow" of His grace. But if you ever feel you need more than the spring can supply, the well is "closer than you think!"
