Today we gather around an ancient well, one nearly two thousand years old when Jesus sat beside it, weary from his journey. Here is a truth as clear as springwater: Jesus offers us living water, a drink that satisfies forever. Unlike the water we draw from earthly wells, this water becomes a fountain within us, leaping up into everlasting life. We are all thirsty souls, whether we know it or not, and the One who knows everything about us still loves us and offers this gift freely.
What a wonder it is that faith works this way! It matters not whether we are like the skilled pilot who knows every part of the plane, or like the traveler taking flight for the very first time. If we simply step aboard and trust, we are carried safely. Faith is not about how much we understand or how long we have followed the path. It is about whom we trust. And Jesus says plainly, “I who speak to you am He,” the Messiah, the source of all life.
Consider how worship has changed through this encounter. The woman asked where true worship should happen, on this mountain or that one. Jesus swept away the old boundaries and opened something new: worship in spirit and truth, anywhere, anytime, between our hearts and God. The Father is seeking people who will worship Him this way, with both reverence and adoration, bowing low and yet running toward Him with joy.
Now we see the harvest all around us. The woman ran back to her village, and because of her simple testimony, many came to see Jesus for themselves. We too are called to be witnesses, not by knowing everything, but by sharing what we know: He met us, He knew us completely, and He loved us anyway. This is the story worth telling.
So let us pray together the prayer of the thirsty soul: “Fill my cup, Lord. Come and quench this thirsting of my soul.” May our faith grow, may our worship deepen, and may we carry the living water to everyone we meet.