This painting can be found in the book “Ladder of Angels” by Madeleine Engle. The artist is Galia Malol, age 10, from Jerusalem. The question for today is found in John 4:9. Jesus is tired from a long day’s journey. He encounters a woman at a well in Samaria and says, “Give me a drink”. Her question of Jesus is “How is it that you a Jew asks for a drink from me, a woman of Samaria?”

The woman knows that a man who is a Jew would not be associating with her for two reasons…she is a Samaritan and she is a woman. But there are things Jesus seems to know about her that she does not realize he can see (thus the blue lips from eating the cupcake??), or perhaps a truth she does not even realize herself.
Finally she goes back to town as a witness proclaiming, “Come, see a man who told me all that I ever did. Can this be the Christ?” I am struck by the fact that this woman realizes the love of Jesus because he KNOWS her! Perhaps love in this story is expressed and understood in knowing and being known. Someone knows the deepest truths about her and loves her unconditionally. I think about people in my own life who I feel have known me most deeply. My Dad is one of those people.

Don’t you love his smile? My Dad was a very fun loving, risk taking sort of guy who I think related to me and understood me more than anyone else when I was growing up. When I tried to hide some of the truths about my escapades by telling half-truths, he always seemed to be able to see through it all and confront me with the truth. This resulted in my feeling embarrassment and /or shame, yet not as much condemned as understood and deeply known. I felt somehow that perhaps he was more like me., that maybe he had been where I was, and he just KNEW. He loved me anyway. Deep down, we both knew we were really alike.
The story of the woman of Samaria has intrigued me. I have found myself somehow in her shoes. I think it has to do with the fact that one feels very loved when the deepest truths about them are known and confronted, yet they feel loved and understood in spite of their less than perfect self. I am truly blessed by the people in my life who know me, understand me, and love me anyway. Lent is a time for the truth. Jesus came to save us from our failure and sin. He knows and He loves! His love is redeeming.
Thoughts to ponder….
Who is it that knows you?
Is there a time when Jesus met you at the well?
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