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The woman is ready to close the deal. She is tired of
trudging the long dusty road to the well and back, day after day after
day. If there is a way to quench her thirst without ever seeing the well
and the bucket again, she is all for it.
One would think that Jesus would jump at this perfect
opportunity. That He would be just as ready (or more!) to close the deal,
since He knows the vast implications on the woman’s eternal destiny.
The woman recognizes her need and is ready to receive His
free gift. What more could one ask for?
It turns out the way of eternal life is full of sharp curves
and unexpected twists.
Instead of closing the deal, He dumps a conversational
ice-bucket over the woman’s head, bringing her back to reality she may not be
quite as ready to face.
Go call your husband and come back here.
Huh?
First go, get your husband and bring him here.
The sand is shifting under the woman’s feet.
Husband?? Why is He asking me about my husband?
This conversation is becoming a little too personal for her taste. Too personal
for anyone’s taste, especially if one has a history.
And this woman has history worthy of Herodotus. Or Madame Bovary. Or Lady Gaga.
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