The woman is giving in, but not more than she has to. The Man has just revealed to her information
he could not have known without some external intervention she can’t presently
explain. She senses something
extraordinary is taking place and that this man she is talking to is no
ordinary man.
Yet the best she can come up with, or is willing to concede,
is not “Wow, you are a prophet of God!”
No, she responds cautiously; she takes measured steps in his
direction. “I get the feeling you are a
perhaps a prophet.” It’s almost as if she wants to say, “Nice trick there—I see
you have special abilities…but.” She is
not going to give in again to some smooth-talking man who says all the right
things just to get her to open up and let him into her life. Her track record is not good with men. She has not quite figured out what this
stranger is selling or what he’s after, but she still has her defenses up and
they are not coming down any sooner than they have to.
The God Jesus has come to reveal to the world, however, is
one who takes the initiative—a God who is on a “seek and rescue” mission. He will try anything and more to draw me into
a conversation of any kind, with the hope of reeling me into a relationship
with him. It seems implausible to
believe Almighty God would be the one who seeks out mere mortals to make them
his friends. Yet I am the one with all
the hesitation, the weak excuses, the veiled resistance, and outright rebellion. “I get the sense that you are God…but….” I
stammer and hedge. I may be intrigued,
curious, and even humbled, but I am not quite ready to let go of my past and
give God entry to my personal space even when I recognize He has already been
there. Why am I so cautious? What makes me afraid to give in? Why is He so stubborn and persistent?
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