A well.
Wells have been my symbolic representation of life since I
was a freshman in highschool. I was sitting in my Geography class and was
reading John 4 (the Samaritan woman at the well). I knew that God wanted to
reveal something to me in that chapter. And I’ve waited ever so patiently for
Him to show me its application for my life ever since.
And He has.
In small doses.
Here and there.
Through people’s words.
Through experiences.
Through Revelations.
And every time it happens, I sense the Holy Ground
experience.
I become ever aware of the Divine circumstance in which I
stand and His presence fills.
This heart transformation has once again occurred with this well story.
Jesus states to the woman at the well: “If you knew the gift
of God and who it is that asks you for a drink,
you would have asked him and he
would have given you living water.”
He then continues with: “Everyone who drinks this water will
be thirsty again, 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. “
I struggled with this verse.
I wrestled with its words and implications.
At times, it offended.
Because, I thirst.
I’m thirsty.
So I then begin to wonder: “Do I know of God’s gift? “Have I
not asked for the Living Water?” “What is wrong with me that I thirst, though I
believe?”
It’s amazing the depths of the Word and all of the layers
involved with each life-transforming story.
It’s amazing that a chapter’s application can change with
time, as I change with time, and as my season of life
transforms.
Yet the Words are consistent.
But these consistent Words have resonated into a deeper layer
of my heart.
I had always viewed this verse as a source of filling.
My needs being met.
But perhaps it is a source of outpouring.
Not an outside coming in mentality.
But an overflow of the heart.
Perhaps it is not about an accumulating of water.
But instead it’s an overflowing, spilling out, gushing
spring.
This “spring of water” was not meant to be kept, held onto,
stifled.
But given, shared, freely.
To give from the eternal life that never fails.
He never ends.
But only overflows.
It’s love going
deeper, becoming abundant, more natural, and consuming.
“Now this is eternal life: that they may know you, the only
true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent (John 17:3).”
Christ’s prayer for us.
To know Him.
The Source.
And this Christ is love.
And He lives within me.
I am free to love freely, in abundance.
Because I know Him.
The Eternal life.
