Ding! Ding! Ding!
Ding! The bells are ringing as the
words she has been waiting to hear all her life are uttered in her presence. Had Jesus led off by saying, “I am the
Messiah, give me a drink of water, woman!” she may not have remained long
enough to learn anything about the mysteries Jesus is sharing with her. But because Jesus engaged her from a position
of need and used a combination of gentle tugs and less-than-subtle revelations,
she is still there in a state of total vulnerability longing to hear more from
the Messiah.
“I am the Messiah!” Let the words resonate as they do with
the woman. She needs answers—the Messiah
has them. She needs someone to trust—the
Messiah is trustworthy. But Jesus has
let her know the Messiah is much more than that. The Messiah is the life-giver, the
thirst-quencher, and the truth-revealer.
The Messiah is the conduit for salvation for everyone who is confused,
thirsty, and death-bound.
“Like the woman at the well I was seeking…” are the opening
words of on old gospel song by Richard Blanchard. I have either sung or led others in singing
the song hundreds of times over the years, yet somehow today they ring as they
have never done before. I find myself at
times like the woman at the well—living, but not quite alive; doing, but not
really being; full of answers, but not in touch with the truth; going through
the motions hoping deep-down for an encounter with the Messiah, so that he can
make sense of it all. Misguided and
misplaced faith causes me to live this way. It is not a God problem—it is a
“me” problem. He is longing for the
moment when he can finally break through and say the words, “I’m here—let’s
talk. I’ve been waiting for this moment
all your life.” To which I say, “Fill my
Cup, Lord!”
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