To Savor the Savior

The Samaritan men discovered that one day with Jesus simply wasn't enough.

There were just too many questions to ask, so much to hear and learn and unlearn, and, to be honest, it felt good, plain good, to have Him around. It was like the world suddenly went right back into its joint and with Him near everything felt the way it was supposed to be.

They wanted more of it.  More of Him.  Not just for their own sake, but also for the sake of their loved ones who didn’t get to meet Him.

So, they begged Him to stay longer.

And He did.

Because of their word, He stayed there two extra days.

I imagine those two days like a big city-wide party with Jesus as the honored guest.  Party where old hatchets are buried and good will is passed around like pitchers flowing with good wine and platters loaded with good food. 

Sure, there were some old wounds that needed healing.

And some deep rooted hidden prejudices that needed realignment.

But with Him there, none of it seemed insurmountable. None of it felt hopeless.

They basked in a spirit of generosity and grace and love that influenced their perception of old problems and ancient animosities with a brand new light.

In that new light they realized that they all needed Him... every single one of them… just as much, or perhaps even more than the woman with, what appeared to them as, the 'obvious' problem.

And they were saying to her, “It is no longer because of what you said that we believe, for we have heard for ourselves and know that this One is indeed the Savior of the world.” John 4:42