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Increasingly over the couple of years prior to one particular morning, I had begun to see my Lord Jesus in images of water – as a rushing river, speeding along over all the river-stones, teaming with life, sometimes carrying me along in the roaring flow – deep, cool, green and frothing with white clear wash. I had also begun to see Him as a deep unfathomable ocean – vast, majestic, all-powerful and beyond me altogether. I had also begun to see my Lord as the cool springs, trickling along in shallow pools – gentle, refreshing and healing, in which I could paddle and drink from, providing peace and refreshment.
Then, one morning as I sat in silence with Him in the dark early hours, the Lord Jesus impressed upon me something of Himself and this life with Him that was completely new to me. It came to me in the softest, gentlest way. I began to see the Lord Jesus as a well.
I imagined the women in the bible who so often met thirsty, weary travelers at a well. In the Old Testament we read of Rebekah meeting Isaac’s servant at the well where she gave him and his camels water to drink. Jacob met Rachel at a well where she came to water the sheep. Zipporah met Moses at a well where she and her sisters drew water for their fathers’ flock.
In the book of John in the New Testament, we read that beautiful account of Jesus meeting the Samaritan woman at Jacob’s well. Jesus spoke these extraordinary words to her; “Everyone who drinks of this water will thirst again; but whoever drinks of the water that I will give him shall never thirst; but the water that I will give him will become in him a well of water springing up to eternal life.”…
In this time of quietness with my Lord Jesus, I believe He was showing me that He is this well and that we, the church, are like those women. He simply calls us to ‘go’ to the well and then to ‘draw’ from it. We draw from the well by partaking of His life. The Lord Jesus in all His wisdom and tenderness, was showing me that the simple act of ‘going to’ and ‘drawing’ from the well, is all that He requires of us. Once we draw from the well, we have water to drink for ourselves and water for others.
I saw that we don’t have to dig the well, we don’t have to make the bucket, jars or ropes. We don’t have to set up or manage the pulling system. We don’t have to advertise the well or make fancy tupperware to use. We don’t have to set up a stall or mix anything with the water to improve it. We are invited simply to ‘go’ to the well and ‘draw’ from it. A simple act of intimate time with Him. This is living out of the Lord’s in-dwelling life.
By drawing from His well, we have something to give the thirsty. We have something to give to the weary stranger and something to give to our Father’s flock. That something, is Him.
Who will drink from it? Whoever is thirsty.