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One Last Drink

Over the years, I’ve wondered about Jesus’s comment to the Samaritan woman about the last drink she would ever need.

Standing at Jacob’s well, in the heat of the day, she didn’t know what he meant either.

Has anyone ever gotten what they would call one last drink from Jesus?

So what was Jesus promising this woman?

He surprised her by knowing that she was on her 6th man (John 4:17-18)—and that since, she wasn’t wearing the ring of this one, she probably hadn’t found her perfect match.

Yet that conversation ended— with a sense of dawning finality.

Could Jesus have been saying something like, “After today, you will always know that Jacob’s well (Israel’s well)—has come to you. And I won’t ever leave you or forsake you.”


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  1. SFDBWV says:

    Good morning Mart. As I have shared before, every morning I go outside for a special private time with God. I do almost stay in constant communication with God all the time, but this one few minutes in the morning is a special time when I “go to the well” to prepare me for the day.

    “Living Water” seems to me to be the “Well Spring” of the Triune Spirit of God that dwells with us and flows from us.

    Once “fixed” within us we would never be looking for something else to slake that thirst of looking for the truth. The truth of who God is.

    The Samaritans were in error and Jesus knew this.

    For me each day is new and each day I go to God in prayer to be immersed, to be washed, to be filled, renewed and prepared for the day ahead.

    I think of it more as a renewing of a vow, than getting my last drink from the well.

    A warm morning of 57 degrees under a dark cloudy sky.

    Steve

  • jeff1 says:

    When I look at my life failed marriage, failed relationships at work, failed family relationships then it is difficult for me to see how God has been with me.

    I view myself as both my religion and culture has taught me that failure at life comes because of a failed relationship with God.

    I have spent more of my life hiding from God then running to him.

    I believe that is because I do not understand God, certainly not in the way my father did.

    My father had a God given gift of sound judgements while I am much more my mother who did not.

    The difference in my father and my mother being my father had a stable family Christian upbringing while my mother did not.

    Correct me if I have got this wrong but the difference in God and humans is that God accepts me in my frailty and uses His Spirit to work through me and promises to never leave me while others (including myself because I behave the same to others with weaknesses) see me as what I am a weak human being.

    Being a weak human being give me empathy with others with weaknesses but it also explains why strong minded and strong willed people will not have any empathy with me because they despise my weakness and I have found at times my friend whom I would call strong willed and minded has accused me of being weak and it caused friction between us. As it happens she had a stable Christian family relationship upbringing.

    Is it not so that me being the weaker is also the needier for Christ?

    I am the one lacking!

    This is just me thinking the differences in my faith upbringing to others who have influence over me.

    It is not about who is right or wrong but what makes us different in how we see God and each other.

    What a friend we have in Jesus
    All our sins and griefs to bear
    And what a privilege to carry
    Everything to God in prayer

    Oh, what peace we often forfeit
    Oh, what needless pain we bear
    All because we do not carry
    Everything to God in prayer

    Have we trials and temptations?
    Is there trouble anywhere?
    We should never be discouraged
    Take it to the Lord in prayer

    Can we find a friend so faithful
    Who will all our sorrows share?
    Jesus knows our every weakness
    Take it to the Lord in prayer