living water

This week I am at the beach with my family.

Waves roll in and out, with a life all their own; no one directing them, but The Maker.  Their work is therapeutic;  thorough and complete…

cleansing the mind and emotions of all who know them.

And, while I’m here at the beach, I’m spending time immersed in the waves of Living Water, letting Him refresh my heart and make me new.

from John 4:7-13

⁷ A woman of Samaria came to draw water. Jesus said to her, “Give Me a drink.” ⁸ For His disciples had gone away into the city to buy food.

⁹ Then the woman of Samaria said to Him, “How is it that You, being a Jew, ask a drink from me, a Samaritan woman?” For Jews have no dealings with Samaritans.

¹⁰ Jesus answered and said to her, “If you knew the gift of God, and who it is who says to you, ‘Give Me a drink,’ you would have asked Him, and He would have given you living water.”

¹¹ The woman said to Him, “Sir, You have nothing to draw with, and the well is deep. Where then do You get that living water? ¹² Are You greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well, and drank from it himself, as well as his sons and his livestock?”

¹³ Jesus answered and said to her, “Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again, ¹⁴ but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.”

And I acknowledge this time here, with tides rushing over me, overcoming my senses: this is just what my thirsty, dried up soul needs.  Living Water, do your work in me.