Jesus is Our Answer

The woman said, “I know that Messiah” (called Christ) “is coming. When He comes, He will explain everything to us.”

Jesus answered, “I who speak to you am He.”

When Jesus sat down at the well it was noon.  It was hot.  It was deserted.  No one wanted to brave the heat of the day.

Then along came this woman with her jar to get water.  What was she doing there?  It becomes evident that she had a checkered life, and was probably avoiding folks because she knew they would diss her.

Here was a woman who most likely lived in the shadow of fear.  She’d somehow gone through five husbands.  She couldn’t help but worry about what would happen if her current shack up guy left her.  How would she provide for herself?  Life always seemed to let her down, and the next struggle was right around the corner.

Lately, I’m finding that I can relate to this woman.  I’ve realized that I have many more fears than I thought.  I started reading a new book called “Healing of a Wounded Idealist” by Justin and Irene Renton.  One thing the book said that really convicted me is that self pity is a sin that we often don’t see, but that we need to repent of just like we would any other sin.  A way to see if you’re falling into self pity is to see if you complain to yourself, “Why is this happening to me?”  It turns out that I do that a good bit.  I just haven’t been seeing it as self pity.

So anyway, the book says that the way to repent of self pity is to practice being grateful for everything, the good and the bad, as I Thessalonians 5:18 commands.  The way I’m putting this into action is to tell God how I am thankful whenever I think about something that is troubling me.  As I’ve been doing this, I’m seeing that many of my troubling thoughts are fearful ones.  I fear that my health problems will get worse or impede my life style.  I fear the things my husband is going through.  I fear that my children will grow away from me.  I fear that I won’t be able to stay on top of the housework or yard work.  I fear that I won’t be a good friend to others.  I fear change.  I fear that I’m not enough, and I’m letting God down.

What’s cool is that thanking God when I’m fearful really helps!  I don’t fall into self pity as much, and my fears are not as great.  And one of the main reasons this is effective is because I have Christ. With Christ, there are so many more reasons to be faithful and hopeful, instead of fearful.

And that’s what Jesus was saying to the woman at the well.  He told her that he was the Messiah.  What?  He almost never admitted that.  But he did to this woman.  He was letting her know that he was what she was looking for.

Because I believe the woman was truly seeking.  She said that the Messiah, when he came, would explain all things.  That meant that she wanted some answers!  Maybe she wanted to know why her life was so hard.  Maybe she wanted to know why God allowed the Romans to make life difficult for everyone.  Surely she wanted to know who was right, the Jews or the Samaritans!

But the thing is, she wanted answers, and Jesus told her that he was the penultimate answer.

Thank you, God, that Jesus is the Messiah, the answer.  Thank you for the times that I feel like I’m not enough, because it reminds me that Christ’s grace is sufficient.  Thank you that I have physical ailments, because it’s an opportunity for Christ to be glorified as I cling to him.  Thank you for relationship struggles, because it reminds me to get my emotional needs met in Christ.

Yesterday, I went to see a surgeon in Macon for a second opinion on whether I needed surgery on a benign breast lump.  He said I didn’t, but then he found a new breast lump that concerned him.  Yikes, I wasn’t ready for that!  I could feel the tears welling up.  Having Christ with me helped me so much with not giving way to fear.  I was able to be cheerful through a quick ultrasound, and I was told that there was nothing to worry about.

Let’s remember what it means to us Christ is the Messiah.  He is the answer.  He can calm every fear.

Ken and I BBQ

Ken and I having BBQ after the appointment.

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