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t hardly seems possible but I have
been living in my house for nine years now.
A while back, I was thinking about the moving process and all the
wonderful people who helped me either by moving boxes, by carrying furniture,
or by sending something to eat. I was so
blessed to have people willing to sacrifice their time, effort, and money to
help me move.
As I was unpacking the myriad boxes
I used during my move, I came across a small gift bag that one of my students
had given me at the end of the summer.
Inside were things to snack on, a book mark, some neatly shaped paper
clips, and a triangular box containing something really special. Inside this
box was a foil pouch filled with enough ingredients to make a rather large pot
of three-cheese mushroom soup. I love
mushrooms so I was eager to prepare the mix according to the directions and sit
down to a piping hot bowl of soup.
Everything was included in the
pouch except water. When I poured the
contents into the pot, it didn’t look very appetizing. All I could see was brown powder with bits,
pieces, and chunks of dehydrated mushrooms.
It didn’t really make my mouth water as I looked at what was supposed to
become a delicious and nutritious bowl of soup.
The process, however, was not complete because I had not supplied the
most essential ingredient—water!
I opened the cabinet, took down my
measuring cup, held it underneath the faucet, and filled it with the required
amount of water. As soon as I added the
water to the soup mixture, a wonderful metamorphosis took place. The powder completely dissolved and the
mushroom pieces grew to several times their size. I put the pot on the stove and in just a few
minutes I had my soup, all piping hot and very delicious.
As I thought about this the story
of the woman at the well came immediately to my mind. Here was a woman whose life, like my soup
mixture, was dry and unappetizing. Her
soul was all dried up, her life was filled with shriveled chunks of meaning,
and she lacked the essential ingredient that would give her life purpose.
Day after day, she went to the well
to draw water for her needs and when the water was gone, she went back to do
the same thing over again. All her
efforts and all the water in the well could not satisfy the longing thirst in
her soul. Society couldn’t fulfill her
needs, her many relationships could not fill the void in her spirit, and every
day was an endless search to slake the parching thirst of her soul.
One day she met Jesus sitting
beside a well. He was thirst and asked
her for a drink. She was surprised that Jesus, a Jew and a man, would speak to
her. Jesus, however, continued speaking
with her and he offered her a drink of water.
The woman found it hard to accept water from Jesus because he had
nothing with which to draw water.
However, Jesus was not speaking of well water, he was speaking of the
water of life, the water that cools the thirst of the most parched soul and
gives life from within. Listen to what
he told her as recorded in John 4:14, “but whoever drinks the water I give him will
never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water
welling up to eternal life.”
This was the water she had longed for, the water she had
searched for all her life. She took
Jesus at his word and quenched her thirst forever. One taste of living water and the dried
recesses of her soul came alive, the shriveled areas of her life were filled
with new meaning, and her life took on meaning and purpose.
All of us are just like this woman at the well and the soup
mix in the packet. Without the water
that Jesus offers, our lives are just powder, dry and useless. There is nothing appealing, nothing
nourishing, and nothing appetizing about them.
But when we add Jesus to the mix, life takes on a whole new
outlook. We have a purpose and we can be
used to refresh, nourish, and strengthen others.
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he ingredients on the back of the soup package said, “Just
add water.” That’s exactly what we must
do spiritually as well in order to be all that God wants and intends for us to
be. We are wrapped inside containers of dust, longing for the one thing that
can bring us to life. What we need is Jesus Christ and the life-giving water
her offers. Have you added this living water to your life? Don’t you think it’s about time you did?
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