She always made her way down to the well after all the other women had left. She couldn’t bear to see their stares or hear their whispers. She knew what they were thinking. So she went when no one would be there.
Except on this day.
On this day she found a tired Jewish man sitting besides Jacob’s well. He asked her for a drink and so the conversation began. “How is it that you, a Jew, ask for a drink from me, a woman of Samaria?” she replied. And yet despite all the barriers between them – cultural, racial, religious, moral – the Jewish man kept talking with her. He spoke to her like no one ever had. He seemed to know all about her dark past and yet instead of casting her away, invited her to discover who he truly was. By the end of their conversation, the woman runs back to her town to tell everyone she knows about him. “Come, see a man who told me all that I ever did. Can this be the Christ?”
Today we consider the conversation between Jesus and the woman at the well. Her call to us would be the same; “Come, see a man…”