The Woman at the Well John 4

This is a poem I wrote some time ago based on the passage in John 4 where Jesus meets a Samaritan woman at a well. She shows great faith and evangelism. I invite and encourage you to enjoy the passage Bible gateway John 4. And please enjoy the poem.

The Woman at the Well

John 4

I went to the well at noon.

Nothing filled this empty heart --

Not husbands

Not family

Not the man in my bed right now.

Nothing flows from this shattered jar of clay.

This teacher, this Jew, sees me.

Questions me.

How does he not know?

He can not speak to me,

he must not speak to me.

My ears drink up his words of their own volition.

Living water—

to no longer lug this heavy jar at noon away from prying eyes ,

to no longer feel my sweat raining down in the heat of the day,

so I don’t have the flood of whispered insults.

Living Water –

to never be thirsty again.

HE knows me.

How can he know this,

Secret heart, secret shame?

How does he know I’ve toiled so long

to still be thirsty?

Surely he is the Lord.

He is the LORD.

I am

quenched.

Water from the Rock.

A heart blooming in the desert.

I will not hold back the Flood

His Love

Living Water

for Everyone.