I’ve always loved the story of the Samaritan woman. A story of forgiveness, redemption and a revelation of truth. Although I’ve never had five husbands, I do understand drinking from the well of the world. The well with its enticing water that quenches your thirst for a moment, an hour, perhaps a day, but leaves you dehydrated and always needing more. The water that is so satisfying for a short time, but never really makes you full, but only empty.
Like the Samaritan woman when I first had a taste of the real living water it was beyond anything I had ever tasted. Finally, I wasn’t thirsty! No, longer was I searching for the elusive well that would fix my permanent thirst. I wasn’t dipping my cup into waters that offered empty promises, my cup was constantly full.
I think about when my lips first tasted this living water, a day that would be etched in my mind. Also, like the Samaritan woman, my shame was washed away. The chains of my past fell off. My identity was no longer defined by my mistakes, but it rested in Christ. The water had given me a new life, one that was a spring bubbling with faith, hope, joy, and contentment. It’s that spring that bubbles to the surface and inspires you to share your testimony so others are encouraged to drink the living water, to be refreshed, redeemed, and to live in the fullness of the Lord’s love. I often think of the Samaritan woman’s story when the world’s wells are calling me back to drink from its water. I remember the thirst and then I pull out the cup the Lord has filled and there is no comparison.