Monday, April 25

The Veiled Lady

~~Thought I'd repost an oldie. Hope you enjoy!~~

An empty water jar balances precariously on her head. Her face is veiled not only to avoid the searing stares of Sychar’s society but also to shield her from the rumors of a ruined reputation.

Too many husbands have drained her nuptial well and now she attempts to fill it with another, an unbetrothed suitor. She must go now to the watering hole, to draw from its depths the water to quench her parched thirst, a thirst that lies deeper than the surface of her tongue.

Slipping through the back streets, she shuffles her way out the city’s gate to fulfill her daily duty. As the sun beats down with its heaving swells of heat, she is forced to come to the well of the ancient fathers at the noon hour. The other women choose to draw water during the cooler hours of the day, coming later to remove their veils, to relax, to laugh, and to gossip, usually about this woman.

The heat of the day diametrically differs from the chill of passion that has penetrated this shunned woman’s being. The empty water jug she now carries on her head parallels the emptiness of her heart.

She hides behind a veil of secrecy, as she tries desperately to become invisible. As she approaches the well, she peers out from behind her veil, and, seeing a man who sits on the well’s edge, their eyes meet. He looks deep into the longing of her soul and sees a parched and depleted well. She sees acceptance beyond anything she has ever experienced.

“Give me a drink,” he asks.

“But you’re a Jew,” she says. “Why do you ask for a drink from me, a Samaritan woman?”

“If you only knew. I would satisfy your hollow yearning from a living well, teeming with waters of life that never run dry.”

“Oh, sir, give me this water, that I may not thirst, nor come here to draw.”

“Call your husband to come here also,” he says.

“But, sir,” she says, “I have no husband.”

This stranger, peering into her lifeless eyes hiding within the veil, now seems to know her so well, as he recounts the depth of her past existence.

“Sir, you must be a prophet,” she says. Yet, she discerns him to be more than a prophet, for there is no hint of judgment or condemnation in his voice, only the love of the ages.

Throwing off the invisible veil over her eyes, she sees this man for who he really is and receives the love for which she has so recklessly searched. She drops her water pot by the well and runs back through the city gate to tell the others of the everlasting love she has found in the man called The Messiah.

Have you dropped all to tell others about the everlasting love you have found in Christ?

“Go…and tell…”

12 Responses
  1. Sometimes we seem to live in a sheltered world where everyone we know already knows God or at least knows that we are Christians.

    But then there is the online world. Thank you for taking your little corner of the online world and sharing Christ with others. We'll never know this side of Heaven how far your words truly reach.

  2. lynnmosher Says:

    Thank you so much, Rebecca, for your kind words! And yes, won't it be fun to find those we have touched? I pray they will be without number! Bless you!

  3. Beautiful, Lynn! Thanks for bringing this true story to life! What a gift the Lord has given you - thanks for using it for Him. Praying for a wonderful week for you, filled with the presence of the One you serve! God bless!

  4. I love your Biblical stories, Lynn! You make theme come alive and seem just as revelant today as 2000 plus years ago. I love the analogy of the veil to the walls we put up to keep ourselves hidden and others out. But God sees through it all - and still loves us!

  5. lynnmosher Says:

    Aw, you are so sweet, Maria! Thank you so much for your kind words. Bless you!

  6. lynnmosher Says:

    Wow! How generous, Ceci! Thank you, sweetie! You bless me! Blessings to you!

  7. So good!
    I'm so glad I found you:)
    I think I'm your 324th follower...
    Please come visit me over at the pond, would love to have you there!

  8. Shanda Says:

    Well done. Don't we all hide behind our own veils of secrecy! Yet the veil has been torn between us and God!

  9. And from this inauspicious beginning we get our first foreign missionary, and a very effective one at that! Good post.

  10. lynnmosher Says:

    Hey, Kristin! Thanks so much for being my 324th follower. Yay! And thanks for your comment. I appreciate it! Blessings to you, sweetie!

  11. lynnmosher Says:

    Warren, thanks so much for visiting. Makes my heart happy! Bless you!

  12. lynnmosher Says:

    Shanda, do true! Thanks, sweetie, for stopping by. So honored to have you visit. Blessings to you!