Show Mercy

I am the woman at the well. I have a past of wasted years. I am marked by painful empty loneliness. I am rejected. The cruel whispers and rumors of my reputation the other women share among themselves make life hard for me, so I do what I can to avoid hearing them laugh and glare at me. I avoid them by going to the well in the heat of the day. They go in the morning when the sun is low and cool when it is pleasant to draw water for their homes. No one is at the well in the heat of the day when I go. I am alone, always alone with my cruel thoughts of regret and wasted years. I have been married five times. Choices I wish I could go back and change. I am presently living with a guy, in a relationship going nowhere. My thought is that it is good for now, at least it takes a small amount of the sting of lonely nights away. Its shallow, but it is what it is. I know it is a mirage in the desert and nothing is there. He does not love me, only using me. No one has quenched my thirst for love I ache for. Marriages were one dry waterless well after the another. My life is a life of disappointment.

There is a hole deeper than a well in my heart. A void so immense it is hard to breathe most days. So I walk to the well with my symbolic empty pot on my head. Oh no, someone is there sitting at the well. I stop, but then I feel compelled to continue to the well. Unknowingly, a divine appointment is waiting for me. I am the reason He went to Jacob’s well. He is waiting for me.

As her eyes meet the Savior’s, He sees within her a cavernous aching, a cistern in her soul that will forever remain empty unless He fills it. Through her eyes, he peers into her past with tender-MERCY. He sees every burst of passion’s flame…and every passion’s burnt out failure.” (insert by Ken Gire)

He spoke to me with such kindness and grace. He showed mercy. He asked me to draw Him water. Me a Samaritan, Jews don’t speak to us half-breeds. But He did. He states my past and how I am presently living with a man. I am shaken that He knew. He revealed a reflection of my heart and I can see myself. I had to cover my eyes. It is too painful to look at. My sin. But He showed mercy and marked my life with grace. He looked into my eyes and offered me His living water, a gift of life, a new life. All I had to do was to receive this gift…living water. All of the sudden I realized whom I was speaking to, oh my heart…Messiah!
I met Him, Jesus! I found a well of love. My heart is overflowing with living water. I left behind my empty water jar of loneliness to a whole new life of love.

John 4:3-30- The woman at the well
But I have trusted in Your mercy; my heart shall rejoice in Your salvation.
Psalm 13:5
Written by Tammara