The woman at the well is nameless and faceless. Her story is a mere blurb in the gospels, quickly read, labeled, and filed. Preachers condemn her, belittle her, and dismiss her, but not Jesus. She mattered to her Creator so much He orchestrated this unique encounter to prove His love for the outcast.
How many of us feel condemned, ridiculed, and forgotten, living lives that feel empty and futile? How many of us live in the deserts of what if and if only? Could it be that the Spirit gives us this story of a nameless woman to open our eyes to the wonder of the grace of Jesus? Could it be that this story is to fill us with hope that we would drink of the living water and live? Could it be she is nameless because she is everyone who lives day to day just doing whats necessary to get by and never tasting the goodness of Gods love?
My Lord stayed for two days in a Samaritan town because of this woman. My intent has been to give her a historical setting that you may see her as Jesus saw her, that you be filled with compassion for her, for others, and for yourself.
Jesus is the Good Shepherd who seeks out the lost sheep who cry out in the night for rescue. Are you a woman at the well crying out in the night?