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Sunday, 21 June 2015

Just an ordinary day

Just an ordinary day. Nothing dramatic, no crises, just going about my business, but constantly weighed down. The events of the past, the mistakes I have made, the sins committed, the drudgery of life, like a weight around my neck, but I just get on with life as best I can.
Off to the well, something I do everyday, and will continue to do everyday. But wait, why is there a man there? He isn't from around here.
He speaks to me. Why would he do that? 
"If you knew who I was you would ask of me and I would give you the gift of life."
How can he give me that? What is he on about?
"I will give you water that will become a spring of eternal life within you."
Does that mean I won't have to keep coming to this well? Then he starts getting personal! Starts talking about my life and seems to know more about it than I do. Better not let him get too close, I don't like this. Better keep him at a distance, but he keeps talking, and his words keep drilling deeper into my soul. I feel frightened, but there is something strange about his words. He touches the deepest wounds in me, the places I want to forget about, yet his words seem to bring healing. Who is this man?
"I am your saviour".
So I want to tell everyone, go and listen to this man.

Go and listen to Jesus.
[John 4]

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