It was truly inspiring to me and decidedly several of my closest friends. Today we will look at a very familiar story from an opposite angle than we may have ever looked at it before-from the view of the woman. This is the story of the Samaritan woman or the Woman at the Well found in the 4th chapter of John. Her story rings true for so many women today.
I am a woman, of little importance. I have no reputation, save that which is bad. You whisper as I pass by and cast your judgmental glances, though you have never taken the time to look at me or ever tried to know me.
For, to be known is to be loved, and to be loved is to be known. I want to be known. Oh for someone to see all that I am and all that I could be. All my hopes, loves and fears-to be known. But that's too much to ask for, wish for, or pray for, so I don't; not anymore. I keep to myself, and by that I mean all the pain that keeps me locked inside my very own jail, and the pain and hurt that brings me to this well at midday. I am not popular with the other women here, and it is easier for me to come here in the heat of the day, when I know the other people in town will not be here.
Today at this well I see You, Jesus. To ask for a drink of water is no large request, but to ask of it from me a woman unclean, shamed, an outcast a sinner. I am sure You condemn me now....but You don't. You are a man of distinction, much more important than my feeble mind can understand.
You have told me all about me. You take the time to really look at me. For, to be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known, and I have only met You but I love You. I do not know You but I want to. You actually know all of me, every hurt stored up, every terror, every dread; my past my future, all I am and all I can be.
All that, coming from another, would stir up hate, but from You it brings grace, mercy, hope and salvation. I've heard of the One who would come to save a wretch like me, and at this well You tell me, I am He. To be known is to be loved and to be loved is to be known, and you Lord know me and love me anyway. This is too much for just me; I must run to the village and tell them. There are brothers, lovers, haters, sinners and saints that must all hear what you have told me, and taste what You have given me, and feel how you've forgiven me. If to be known is to be loved, they all need to know you. We all do.
Do you have a Samaritan woman in your life? Are you the Samaritan woman in your town? Let today be the day that you go to the well with your empty jar and come home with it full of living water. Be blessed-Be encouraged. The Lord who came to save the quick and the dead came to save the wretch and sinner too. Pray to God for your salvation, or perhaps for your forgiveness. There are women at "midday wells" everywhere, even right next to you.
To be known is to be loved, and to be loved is to be known...take a moment to get to know someone today.