Time to leave Jerusalem, at least for now! We had experienced a great time in the Capital City, nearly four weeks had passed.
From the beating in The Temple Churches all over the City, to the various Crusades, Outreaches, the Interviews Jesus granted, to Easter, and the meeting with Nicodemus. I was going home full. So much to tell, so much to report; Instagram, Twitter and Facebook had a lot to feed in the last few weeks, I served them very well.
All these ran through my head as we made our way to Judea by road. It seemed Jesus had a little business to do there. He didn’t tell us initially, but we later figured it was one of His Retreat times. We didn’t stay long there before we returned to His hometown, Galilee. But we had to go through Samaria on the way.
Eventually, we came to the Samaritan village of Sychar, near the field that our Ancestor Jacob gave to his son Joseph. Jacob’s well was there. The journey was long and Jesus was very tired. The road was bad too, and we had all our breakfast mixed up in our bellies because of the topsy turvy trip, to the point that some of us nearly vomited.
We had travelled about two hours in that village, it was around noon and we were very hungry. Jesus decided that we should park the Bus and asked us to all walk into the City of Samaria, which was some few minutes from the village we parked at. He asked us to get some food that we will eat for the rest of the journey.
He however told me to stay back with Him, guess because I was His eyewitness man.
He was very tired from the long trip. I had never seen Him that tired. I thought “Does He actually get tired?” I felt He was Superhuman!
He sat wearily beside the well in His regular Navy Blue Suit, it was the Tuxedo again, though this was a gift from our time in Jerusalem. He wiped the sweat on His face with His handkerchief, and began to browse through His Tab. I wondered why He chose to sit by the well in the sun instead of getting under the shade.
He didn’t talk to me. I also got busy on my Tab. I called Dad and spoke to everyone in the family. I really wished I could see them, but I had left all to follow Jesus. It was a Saturday, the Sabbath.
Soon, a Samaritan woman came to draw water. She was slim, tall and fair in complexion. She seemed to be in her early thirties, and looked a bit unkempt. She began to fetch.
Then Jesus looked up from His Tablet and said to her,
“Please give me a drink.” The woman looked at Him and was surprised, because Jews refused to have anything to do with Samaritans due to their long history.
She said to Jesus, “You are a Jew, and I am a Samaritan woman. Why are you asking me for a drink?”
Jesus replied, “If you only knew the gift God has for you and who you are speaking to, you would ask me, and I would give you living water.”
“But Sir, you don’t have a rope or a bucket,” she said, “and this well is very deep. Where would you get this living water? And besides, do you think you’re greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us this well? How can you offer better water than he and his sons and his animals enjoyed?”
I watched the drama unfolding before me, quickly took a few pictures.
Jesus, who didn’t seem offended by her words smiled and replied her, “Everyone who drinks this water will get thirsty again and again. Anyone who drinks the water I give will never thirst — not ever. The water I give will be an artesian spring within, gushing fountains of endless life.”
The woman said, “Sir, give me this water so I won’t ever get thirsty, won’t ever have to come back to this well again!” Then Jesus suddenly seemed to change the topic (or so I thought).
He said, “Go call your husband and then come back.”
“I have no husband,” she said.
“That’s nicely put: ‘I have no husband.’ But the truth is that you’ve had five husbands, and the man you’re living with now isn’t even your husband. You spoke the truth there, sure enough.”
She looked startled! It was written all over her. Jesus seemed to have nailed it on the head again. I smiled, because I had seen that a couple of times. He had successfully read minds in my presence, so I wasn’t even surprised.
The lady didn’t look ashamed that her little secret was out. She responded in awe and seemed a little terrified.
“Wow! How did you know all that? Oh, so you’re a prophet!” Jesus didn’t respond, He just faced His Tab and kept working on it. I responded “Madam, yes He is”. Then she quickly said “Well, tell me this then Sir: Our ancestors worshiped God at this mountain, but you Jews insist that Jerusalem is the only place for worship, while we Samaritans claim it is here at Mount Gerizim, where our ancestors worshiped. Is that right?”
Jesus replied, “Believe me, dear woman; the time is coming when it will no longer matter whether you worship the Father on this mountain or in Jerusalem. You Samaritans know very little about the one you worship, while we Jews know all about him, for salvation comes through the Jews. But the time is coming—indeed it’s here now—when true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and in truth.
“The Father is looking for those who will worship him that way. For God is Spirit, so those who worship him must worship in spirit and in truth.”
The woman then responded, “Hmmmm.. you have spoken well Prophet. Well, I know the Messiah is coming—the one who is called Christ. When He comes, he will explain everything to us.” Then Jesus told her, “I AM the Messiah!” She stood startled.
Just then, the rest of The Crew returned. They were shocked to find him talking to a woman, but none of them had the nerve to ask, “What do you want with her?” or “Why are you talking to her?” John moved close to me and asked in a whisper. I quickly gave him a brief in about 30 seconds.
The woman meanwhile picked her phone from beside her wrapper and began to dial a number. Just about then, the disciples began to unpack the various food items they bougthe
“Hello Gaius. Where are you?…Market Square? No! You are in the wrong place! Pull your ears and run here as fast as your legs can carry you….. Yes. I am waiting at Jacob’s well. Branch my Supermarket, tell my Attendants to close the Supermarket and rush down here now. Hurry before the Prophet leaves”. She dropped the call as we all watched in amazemenam
Then she said to herself “In fact, why am I calling when I can quickly run into the village and spread this news round myself?” She immediately left her water jar beside the well and ran back to the village, shouting as she went, “Come out everyone! Come and see a man who told me everything I ever did! Could he possibly be the Messiadid
Meanwhile, as she left, the disciples were urging Jesus to eat. Andrew said, “Boss, eat something.” But Jesus replied, “Guys, you know what? I have a kind of food you know nothing about.”
“Did someone bring him food while we were gone?” Peter turned to ask me. I shook my head to indicate otherwisew
Then Jesus explained: “My nourishment comes from doing the will of God, who sent me, and from finishing his work. You know the saying, ‘Four months between planting and harvest.’ But I say, wake up and look around. The fields are already ripe for harvest. The harvesters are paid good wages, and the fruits they harvest are people brought to eternal life. What joy awaits both the planter and the harvester alikeh
“You know the saying, ‘One plants and another harvests.’ And it’s true. I sent you to harvest where you didn’t plant; others had already done the work, and now you will get to gather the harvest.”
I pondered on these words as they ate their meals. I couldn’t eat too, the words and the happenings struck me. I was silent.
The essence of Jesus’ Ministry and His labours really dawned on me, I was touched. Evangelism is the heart of the matter I concluded.
Before we could say “Jack Robinson”, the people came streaming from the village to see Jesus. That woman was sure a good reporter. Many Samaritans from the village believed in Jesus because the woman had said, “He told me everything I ever did!” When they came out to see Him, they begged Him to stay in their village. So we stayed for two days, long enough for many more to hear His message and believe.
In one of the teaching Sessions He had with them, I heard a group of the Samaritans say to the woman, “Now we believe, not just because of what you told us, but because we have heard him ourselves. Now we know that he is indeed the Savior of the world.”
From that time, my attitude to the work we were doing changed. I took it beyond the fanfare. I saw it as a more serious business. I was careful to see through the heart of Jesus as we moved through the towns and cities we visited. Evangelism, bringing men into the kingdom was the primary business of the Father.
One day, my friend Paul, when I went to pay him a visit in Crete said to me that he would rather die than not preach the Gospel. As a confirmation, I later saw in his first Epistle to Corinth where he said ”Yet preaching the Good News is not something I can boast about. I am compelled by God to do it. How terrible for me if I didn’t preach the Good News!”
I also learnt from that scenery at the Well that there are various ways to evangelize. Jesus displayed that, even the woman did. And it became known to me that the Father has placed wisdom in the hearts of willing people to win souls. No wonder the Word says, “He that wins a soul is wise.w
It was after His resurrection that I also understood that the living water He promised the woman was nothing physical, that it was the promise of the Holy Spirit, the evidence of salvation to all mankind.
It had to be that way, seeing everything revolved around the Son, and His assignment was to save mankind from the sin of Adam. Anyone that believes in this sacrifice will be saved. Do you believe?
(An Adaptation from John 4:1-42)
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