Feeding the Spiritually Hungry: Women at the Well

Tonight my mom invited me to come to a production of "Women at the Well" put on by women in her stake. My mom made all the costumes so of course I wanted to go see! Different women from the stake sang solos and there was a narration about all of the different women in Christ's life. Back when Christ was on the earth, it was customary in their society that Jewish men did not talk or communiate with women at all. There was a woman who was drawing water from the well and saw this "jew" approach the well. She did not dare look at him. He spoke to her to draw him some water. She wondered why he was talking to her, a samaritan. He pronounced that He was the Christ. He was the beloved Savior who had finally come! This woman is the first woman (we know of in scripture) to receive the news that He was the Christ. There were so many women (and men) who were touched by His love and received miracles because of their faith. There was the woman who had suffered with a bleeding hemorage for 12 years and had spent all of her money on doctors and medicines and nothing had healed her. She saw Jesus from afar off and knew if she could only touch Him, she would be healed. She just had to get to Him. Even without any strength left, she somehow managed her way through the crowd and touched His cloke. She was close enough to drink of His living water.

One of my favorite parts was this woman sang and she had her little boy come out and sang to him like she was telling him a story. I'm going to post the lyrics.

Come close my precious child, Listen to the words I'll say

Many years ago, before you were born Jesus came, and He changed my life forever

It was dark for many days, The storms had taken all we owned

I'd been driven to my knees,Longing for the warmth of my home, When a light appeared above me

He had come, King of all Kings, Ruler of Worlds, For His other sheep

I felt His hands, I touched His feet, and I'll forever rejoice! He came for me

It was like there'd been a drought, And every word He spoke was rain

Bringing hope into our lives, And life to the promise of prophets Passed down through the ages

Then He called the children close, He loved them just as I love you

He let thme touch the marks, He let them kiss His cheek

And they knew. We all knew!

He had come, King of all Kings, Ruler of Worlds, For His other sheep

I felt His hands, I touched His fet, and I'll forever rejoice He came for me.

I know He came for me, and He came for all of us. The day He died was a day of tears of sorrow, and then three days later, they finally understood and those tears turned into tears of joy. I'm so glad that I was able to go with my mom and dad and feel the wonderful spirit! I always feel so much better when I go to things like that. I see the world differently. There is so much good in the world and so many good people. Earlier today I was going for a walk with Addi and I came home complaining that we live in the ghetto area and going off about it. But truly, I am so grateful for everything. Thats one of the great things about the gospel. I can come home to a small little house, with not a whole lot of worldy things, and I feel extremely happy an at peace with where we are at as a family. Life is great! I need to have that attitude all the time!! Where there is no water, there is no life. It is that way with Christ. He is our living water who has promised that we will never thirst.