THE WOMAN AT JACOBS WELL

By Ken Blue
February 8th, 2014. Filed under: Poems.
jacobs well             (Listen to the song)   By Ken Blue Her reputation of ill repute was known in the town. That was why, at Jacob’s well, each day at noon she was found. No one would be there; at least no one who would or could tell. To her surprise, when she arrived, a stranger was at the well.   She quietly ignored Him, drawing water, to go her way. But as she sat her pitcher down, she heard Him gently say, “Woman, give Me a drink; from the well Jacob’s sons did keep. She said, “You have nothing to draw with, and the well is deep.”   “The well’s depth is not a problem, for all those who know Me.” You could ask for living water; it would be given thee.” “Sir, give me this water, that I need never draw, nor thirst.” He said to her, “Call thy husband, and bring him to Me first.”   She looked away, reluctant to say, “Husband, have I none.”  “You have had five husbands, nor is legal your present one.” “Sir, you must be a prophet, to know about me these things.” “I know the Messiah is coming, salvation He brings.”   “We worship in this mountain, you, Jerusalem, that’s clear.” “All those who worship God in spirit and truth, He will hear.” She left there her water pot, and returned, others to tell.   Believing her words, they followed her back to Jacob’s well.     By providence, many were saved; so, we can never tell. Could be, Zacchaeus in a tree, or someone at a well. “The fields are now white unto harvest; so lift up your eyes.”    “He that reaps receives wages, and he that wins souls is wise.”  
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