Living Water



 Grace and peace to you this beautiful early Fall Wednesday, Beloved.  Oh, my - it is NO accident that this inaugural post occurs on a day that we as Americans are humbled and saddened to remember - 9/11. But with God there are no accidents or coincidences.  I rest confidently in HIS timing for all things. 



I have been a writer in many capacities for all my days.  First as a child and a student, as an adult professional, as teacher and a traveler on the journey Home - in diaries and journals.  Pages and pages of writing for many reasons.  But this?  This "blog" - it has been ordained for a long time and now it is time.  So, here goes ...... #wednesdaywisdom #fromthewell 

In the Gospel of John, chapter 4 we learn of the encounter of the Savior with a Samaritan woman who was drawing water from a well.  Now, if you know a little about the culture of Jesus' day, you know that the Jewish folks and the folks of Samaria were not pals.  Jesus was Jewish but, He was Jesus - God the Son.  He knew this lady.  When He asked her for a drink - she was cautious but not unkind in her response.  He knew her living situation and He knew her heart. He had no cup or pail but He knew what she didn't - HE was the LIVING water and the water He offered would quench the thirst of her heart and her soul ....
13 Jesus answered and said to her, “Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again,
14 but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.”
15 The woman said to Him, “Sir, give me this water, that I may not thirst, nor come here to draw.

If you have known me any length of time, you know that I WAS that woman.  I was so thirsty for something to quench the longing in my soul and yet I didn't realize that what I needed, I had had all along.  There was a day in my life when I had an encounter with Jesus and I asked Him to either end my life or be the Lord of my life because I was tired.  Tired of relationships that didn't work ... tired of the work that bore no fruit.  I was just tired.  But the living water, Beloved.  It refreshes.  It restores.  It heals.  "It" is Jesus.  And apart from Him?  I got nothin'. 

 I don't know what you're going through or what you've tried that has left you feeling like you had given and gotten nothing in return.  And on this day of remembering -- remembering what it was like as a Nation to be attacked, to feel vulnerable and scared.  To be reminded that we are not safe. To be reminded that the enemy prowls around and looks for whom he can devour we are reminded that we need LIVING water.  If you know me a little you know I drink about a 1/2 gallon of water every day and yet every morning, I wake up thirsty.  All that hydration? Evaporated, sweated out and flushed away.  But the living water offered through a life in Jesus?  Never leaves you thirsty, but satisfied.  "Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord.  Come and quench this thirsting in my soul.  Bread of heaven, feed me till I want no more ... Fill my cup.  Fill it up and make me whole."  Beloved, may we seek today and every day the water that never will run dry.  WGL - A2


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