The Woman at the Well

I'm sure most of you are familiar with the story about the woman at the well whom Jesus went out of His way to meet in Samaria. A long while back Brian Brodersen gave a message on this story in the Bible that touched me and inspired me to write a poem of some sort about this woman. Maybe a month or so later, my Uncle was put back into prison, but this time for life. At the time he said he couldn't believe in a God and my heart was broken! My heart went out for him and after visiting him in Virginia as my Dad testified for him in court, I began to write him a very long letter. In it, I included this poem/story that the Lord gave me about this woman on our plane flight to Virginia, before we ever saw him. Little did I know God gave it to me to share with him... because this is not only this woman's, but my Uncle's testimony as well. God is so faithful! Anyways, please read this if you have the time. (This is written from the woman at the well's perspective):


I’ve tasted of every possible delicacy the world could ever offer me. At first it was just a game, then the consequences came. I should have taken a second thought’s advice, but I’ve already rolled the dice. I never imagined such a high would ever bring me so low. I wish so badly now that I had said no. It all seemed like a harmless fantasy, but it has all become so real to me.

Shame is the cloak I hide behind, now that my dirty secrets have been exposed to all mankind. They see me only through eyes of condemnation, locking the door to future restoration. They shun my very presence, as though I have become evil’s essence. My own thoughts betray me, as all those regrets endlessly taunt me. I am the disgrace of society, something they never fail to see in me. I do what I can to get by, but at this point, I question my reasoning in bothering to try. I’m slowly losing any motive I have left. Is there anything remaining that I haven’t wrecked?

Always wanting, craving, but the list never ending…
I long for a way out, but I seem to have lost my way to any other route. From one experience to another, I seek a remedy, but everything turns out to be just another enemy. No matter how much I hope, I’m always being let down. I have to find a way to cope, the answer must be found. Was the cost worth my reputation? It has only brought an abundance of devastation. I’m absolutely empty. Can there possibly be any refuge in this tragedy?

I’m miserable beyond description with an unquenchable thirst that I can no longer deny… or defy. High hopes sent crashing to the ground…

Been longing to satisfy… now I’d rather die. In the end everything’s the same; I’m left with only me to blame. I want but can’t keep. I need but can’t have. My soul is dry. My heart is black. Everything I can’t live without, I lack. I work to gain, but only seem to lose. I have written my future in permanent ink.

If anyone could make a long story longer, it was me. I’m sick of redundant. I need revival; I seek refreshment. “God, if You’re real, save me.”

That day my doubts were overpowered when He met me in my depravity. The Lord of Heaven left eternity… to come and save a wretch like me. When I found a temporary way to satisfy, He showed me the way to rectify. When I questioned, He answered.

How can it be that You would come and rescue me? I deserve to suffer, You desire to cover. What love is this? How can it be that You would come and rescue me?

You offered Your hand, and I took hold of it without hesitation. Without You, Jesus, there could be no restoration.

Savior, would You be my All in All? Redeemer, would You catch me when I fall? You are the only One who answered me when I called…

Father, would You be my number One? Defender, it’s nice to know the battle is already won.

His gift is available to everyone. Jesus, the patient and kind, Your love has healed me from being blind. Your love remains, O Lord, undefinable, and without a doubt, it’s undeniable! Lord, You are able to do exceedingly abundantly above all we can ask or think. It was Your sacrifice that paid the price to erase that permanent ink.