The reading today was from John, Chapter 4: 7-19. It is the story of the woman at the well. We studied this story last year in our Scripture study class.
At this reading I couldn’t help thinking that she did give Jesus a drink of water when she said, “How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a woman of Samaria?” She would have had her jug to carry water and perhaps even a cup to drink from should she get thirsty.
Jesus tells the woman that if she knew who He was, she would have asked Him for a drink and He would have given her living water. I can’t help but think that I am giving Jesus a drink when I take Communion to Jill, as I was originally scheduled to do today. But how often do I ask Him to give me one too? I want this living water, this help to live my life, to help me on my journey back to Him.
But as I consider the rest of the passage, I realize that Jesus is giving me the living water, because I am sharing Him with others.
At times while I am meditating and praying, I am close to tears. I just want to be held in His Arms and let out all my frustrations, my fears, my tiredness and pain.
Jesus, please keep giving me the living water. I am so needy. I cannot live without your living water.