I think I’ve preached a million sermons on the lack of faith of those wandering Israelites.
One time, I even asked the congregation to “grumble, grumble” to see the kind of sound it created.
But lately, I’ve been wondering if maybe I was looking at this from the wrong direction.
They were thirsty. THIRSTY.
Like one-third of the world’s population, living under what is called ‘water stress.’ With the rate of water consumption of water growing at twice the rate of population growth, two thirds of the world’s population could be living under ‘water stress’ by the year 2025. Two thirds.
What would you do (what have you done) if you needed to get water for your children to survive? Maybe they were right to quarrel with Moses.
Likewise, this woman. Maybe she deserves a new look, too. For so long I’ve seen her as the woman who was loose. A serial monogomist. Only the text doesn’t say that she was morally deficient. She lived in a world where she had little, if any, voice or vote over her life or her body. What if her husbands came as a result of the death of her husband, a family passing her around to find someone who would take her on and care for her?
She’s at the well in the most miserable part of the day because she has (either by choice or direction) avoided the well at the times the other women would have been there. She was dry for something traditional H2O could not touch.
And Jesus knew her. He did not judge her, but entered into conversation with her. He did not preach, he invited.
Where would we be without water? Where would we be without living water?
What are you thinking this week?
“The Peace of Wild Things”
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.