Now
when Jesus learned that the Pharisees had heard, "Jesus is making and
baptizing more disciples than John”—although it was not Jesus himself
but his disciples who baptized—he left Judea and started back to
Galilee. But he had to go through Samaria. So he came to a Samaritan
city called Sychar, near the plot of ground that Jacob had given to his
son Joseph. Jacob's well was there, and Jesus, tired out by his journey,
was sitting by the well. It was about noon.
A
Samaritan woman came to draw water, and Jesus said to her, "Give me a
drink." (His disciples had gone to the city to buy food.) The Samaritan
woman said to him, "How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a
woman of Samaria?" (Jews do not share things in common with Samaritans.)
Jesus answered her, "If you knew the gift of God, and who it is that is
saying to you, 'Give me a drink,' you would have asked him, and he
would have given you living water." The woman said to him, "Sir, you
have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living
water? Are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well,
and with his sons and his flocks drank from it?" Jesus said to her,
"Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who
drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The
water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up
to eternal life." The woman said to him, "Sir, give me this water, so
that I may never be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water."John 4:1-15
Living Water
Rejected, unwanted and yet present
wanting the living water promised
only a woman coming to the well
found a true welcome so unexpected.
The incarnate God spoke with those
shunned and yet part of the family
less than because of poverty and status
embraced those called abhorrent.
The incarnate One stepped into water
his own baptism becoming ours as well
his place in the family ours also
deep in living water we find our home.
Come now to the waters of life
don't be fearful of who is here also
they are as broken and perfect as you
they are thirsty and looking for joy.
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