All I Ever Did

Readers who've been around the block a few times know how I feel about the woman at the well in John 4. I am blown away every single time. I am currently reading Arthur Pink's commentary on the book of John, going ever so slowly through my favorite Gospel.

Today focused on the woman's questions to Christ, and the revelation of His character to her. As I read, I saw myself.

I cried as I read the woman's testimony,

Come, see a man who told me all that I ever did. (verse 29a) 

I cried even now, typing right here.

All I ever did.

That's terrifying.

Every lie, every moment of anger, everything.

All I ever did.

Jesus knows all I ever did, He knows all I am, and He still invites me to drink from His living water.

Jesus knows me - He yadda-s me - and He still loves me with an everlasting love.

I have always loved Genesis 16:13-14, and the name Hagar uses for the Lord.

So she called the name of the Lord who spoke to her, "You are a God of seeing," for she said, "Truly here I have seen him who looks after me." Therefore the well was called Beer-lahai-roi (Well of the Living One who sees me); it lies between Kadesh and Bered. 

The Living One sees me and knows all I ever did and loves me still.

Yalla Baax Na