John Four Revisited

Jesus had to pass through the public square of the world, on His way toward the fullness of His manifestation.  While there, around noon, when all is exposed at the brightest time of the day, and when all earthly forces wither in the heat, Jesus sat down by the well.

The Woman came to the public square at the same time of the day, mindful of Her shame, seeking not to be noticed by all those who would acknowledge Her sins, and seeking yet again to draw water from the well of the world.

Jesus said to the Woman: “Give me a drink.”  It was a request that the Lord had made of the Woman over and over again, all throughout history, as He promised He would from the wood long ago.  The thirst of the Lord is satisfied only in the willful reliance on Him and on Him alone by those who have been raised higher than all the angels.

“Give me a drink,” comes like a familiar voice from the past to the Woman who at first responds that surely She cannot give Him a drink.  She has convinced Herself that He belongs to another era.  His Word has been a whisper.  Until She found Herself in the bright light of noon with Her bucket empty and Her shame exposed.

“Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again.”  It is the water of self-reliance, and the vinegar of those whose vision has become dim, and whose horizon has grown flat, and who have become closed to the miraculous, and who have turned their backs on the transcendent.  She has been to that well over and over again.

“Go and call your husband and come back.”  Have you forgotten your spouse?  “I do not have a husband,” She whispers.  “You are quite right. You have had several. The man you are with now is not your husband.”

In bed with worldly power.  In bed with worldly riches.  In bed with worldly thinking.  Lusting to be popular, lusting to get along.  Chasing the man of the hour, chasing the dream of acceptance, chasing away reason so as to fall into bed with sentimentality.  Running from the bed of the cross.  Running into the arms of the world that is passing away.  She has had many men in Her life.

“The hour is coming when all worship me in spirit, and in truth.”   The Lord never forsakes His Bride, so much does He lover her. He comes to find Her, lapping from the well of the world, to call Her back to the purity of right worship in the truth, and to the fullness of the recognition of His person.

She puts down the bucket and runs, again, to tell the world about the one She loves, who knows everything about Her, even all of Her sins, and who still chooses to love Her to the very end.  Stirred back to Herself, she tells the world, again, about the one who gives real water, real truth, and who washes the world clean, by first washing His spouse.

His promise is trustworthy, and therefore, He will do it.

On Twitter: @FatherReesman

 

About Father Nathan Reesman

On Twitter: @FatherReesman Father Nathan Reesman is a priest of the Archdiocese of Milwaukee. He is the Shared Pastor of Immaculate Conception Parish, and also of Saint Frances Cabrini Parish, both in West Bend, Wisconsin. He is also the Courage and EnCourage chaplain for the Archdiocese of Milwaukee. Courage is an apostolate of the Catholic Church that ministers to men and women who experience same sex attraction.
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