“Will you give me a drink?”
A tired, thirsty Savior came to a well to encounter a tired, thirsty outcast of a woman.
I find it to be beautiful.
I am captivated by His words that reveal what He is most after here at the well.
“If you knew the generosity of God and who I am, you would be asking me for a drink, and I would give you fresh, living water.”
If you knew who I am.
This is what He’s after. This was no chance meeting on a hot day. This was Jesus, coming to a thirsty woman to offer her the only thing that would quench her thirst. Himself. Not just a sip. Not just a drink of Him on a hard day. His offer is a never-ending drink of God. A drink that would get into her so abundantly it would flow out of her.
Then He revealed what He knew of her. And it is right here that I find a deep beauty in this encounter. He wasn’t just uncovering her sin.
He knew her.
“Back in the village she told the people, “Come see a man who knew all about the things I did, who knows me inside and out.”
Then I hear what His disciples dared not speak out loud.
“Just then His disciples came back. They were shocked. They couldn’t believe He was talking with that kind of a woman. No one said what they were all thinking, but their faces showed it.”
They had their reasons for thinking that surely His love would not extend to someone they despised.
And we have ours.
I am struck by the beauty of a love that disregards the opinions of men.
A love that refuses to obey our rules.
The woman leaves and this beautiful story comes to a close. Almost.
“I tell you, open your eyes and look at the fields! They are ripe for harvest.”
They saw a Samaritan woman, and would not have looked her way, let alone spoken with her.
He saw a woman who was thirsty. He saw a harvest.
John 4:1-38 – from The Message