I like it when I am reached out to.
Who doesn’t? By God’s grace, I have been helped by many people in many
ways. But the kinds that left footprints in my heart are those that cost a lot
to the one who did it. We all want to feel special and the moments I feel that
I am are those when someone did something just for me, for my sake and good - not
just taking me home because they’re heading in the same way; not just giving me
stuff because they don’t need it anymore. Of course, these things are a blessing
but you get what I mean.
Today, some incident made me feel
unimportant and I will spare you the details. On my way home, I tried to recall
one event the Bible might have about God paying particular interest in
individuals, and God brought to mind the story of the woman at the well.
In that story, found in John
chapter 4, it was clearly stated that Jesus had to go through Samaria (v.3) - taboo
for a Jew to do since Jews were not supposed to associate with Samaritans. But
Jesus went out of his way, broke racial barrier, disregarded social norms just
to have a heart to heart talk with a woman from an outcast tribe – not just any
woman, a woman with 5 husbands! Yet Jesus spared precious moments of his time
telling her of the wonderful life in store for her.
That woman left the well a new
person. A simple chat and her life was never the same. This is allegorical to
moments when someone – no less than God himself goes out of his way
to show His love, moments that instantly captivate my soul and change my life
forever.
Jesus was tired from ministry
that day, but he went to Samaria anyway. Samaria was out of his way, but he
went there anyway. It was a path no Jew was supposed to go but he went there
anyway. It was clearly out of his comfort zone but he chose that way anyway.
Every time I am tempted to feel
insignificant, I should think twice and remember this account of the Bible -
the day when Jesus swerved, went out of his way, didn’t care to be judged, did
something out of His comfort zone just to reach out – to remind me that I am
important, to make me feel that I am loved.
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