March 12th,  3rd Sunday in Lent, Sermon by The Reverend Loree Reed

John 4: 5–42
May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in thy sight, O Lord our strength and our redeemer.  Amen.

You have to wonder what Jesus saw when he looked at an individual.  Certainly, he saw more than the Samaritan woman meant for him to see when she approached him at the well.  For Jesus took one look at her and seemed to see into the depths of her soul, whether she wanted him to or not.
What he saw was a woman whose life had not been kind to her.  He could see that in the lines on her face and the way she held herself as she walked – sort of bent over, as if she were used to being beaten down.  And he certainly could see that she didn’t mean to speak to him or anyone else.  That’s why she had come to the well in the middle of the day – when everyone who held her in contempt, everyone who disparaged her would already have drawn their water and gone home.  And we have to be careful that we are not among those who look down on her.
For when Jesus tells her she’s had five husbands and the one she’s living with now is not her husband, we might imagine her to be the Elizabeth Taylor of ancient Samaria, a woman who married men and discarded them as easily as she changed outfits.  But women in those days did not have the option of divorcing men.  More likely, she has been discarded by a social system that, for whatever reason, has passed her from man to man until she no longer has even the dignity of marriage.¹  No wonder she sees herself as an outcast:  her community has judged her . . . and discarded her — yet again.
But Jesus is seeing more to her than her past.  When he looks carefully at this discouraged woman what he is seeing is her deep thirst, her real thirst – to be loved and accepted.  So he quickly shifts their conversation away from why he, a Jewish man, was asking her, a Samaritan woman, for a drink of water.  He shifts their conversation onto spiritual ground.  “What I have to offer you,” he says, “is living water – a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.”
The woman is still wary, not sure whether to engage.  But she can’t help it.  Deep down, she really is thirsty.  “Sir,” she says, “give me this water, this water that will satisfy my thirst.”
Now Jesus confronts the issue they have both been dancing around since they first began talking.  “Go,” he says.  “Call your husband.”  And the woman tells him what he already knows.  “I have no husband,” she blurts out.  And right here, their whole encounter might well have floundered in the depths of her shame.
But in an act of divine jujitsu, Jesus uses this woman’s shame as a means of lifting her up into dignity again.  For when he tells her to go and get her husband, and she replies that she has no husband, Jesus makes one comment.  Most of our Bibles translate his comment as “True” as if he is simply affirming what she has just told him.  But the word he uses in Greek is Kalos.  And Kalos means much more than “true.”  Kalos means “beautiful — by reason of purity of heart and life; and thus praiseworthy.”  You see, Jesus is not simply affirming what this woman has said.  Jesus is affirming her courage, her honesty, her trust in telling him the truth, and he’s calling that beautiful.
Do you see now why she was excited?  She realizes that Jesus has seen her whole disordered life . . .  but isn’t judging her for it.  Without judgment or condemnation, he is telling her that her honesty and her courage are beautiful.  And she knows his words are genuine.  This is the sip of living water he is offering her – the dignity of a life made whole again.  And as she tastes it, she steps into the Kingdom of God.  No wonder she can’t contain her excitement as she runs off to share this good news with her neighbors.  “Come,” she cries.  “Meet a man who told me everything I ever did . . . and loves me anyway.”  She is a witness to the mercy and compassion of God.  And that is news worth sharing.
Jesus was always doing something like this – inviting outsiders in.  People whom the respectable types would have nothing to do with: poor people, demon–possessed people, Gentiles, Samaritans, lepers, the blind, the halt, the lame, women of questionable repute.  He just had this thing for the outcast, the marginalized, the sinner – people he saw not in terms of what they had done, but as individuals God had created – and still loved to the uttermost.  And he didn’t simply see all that had happened to them in the wear and tear of life.  He reached across boundaries to do something about all that damage.  And always, his kind and compassionate gesture sent them dancing on their way, praising God to the highest heavens.
The Samaritan woman at the well was one of these people.  In those days, Jews had nothing to do with Samaritans; to their way of thinking, Samaritans were half–breeds whose faith was also corrupt.  But an even greater divide between Jesus and this woman was the fact that she was a woman.  In those days, pious Jewish men didn’t speak even to their wives in public – much less to women they didn’t know.  So, for Jesus even to speak to this woman was double jeopardy.
Yet Jesus crossed both those boundaries, and in the process, I think he was giving a lesson to us all.  You and I are surrounded by people whose lives have not been kind to them.  Maybe they’ve been caught in prejudice, in poverty, or maybe the dozens of wrong paths they have already walked down.  We know we’re surrounded by people like this, but we don’t really want to cross boundaries and get involved.  “What could I possibly do?” we ask.
We could do what we’ve often heard we’re to do — to walk in love as Christ loved us and gave himself to God – showing others the same kind of mercy and compassion we ourselves have been shown.  It might not take much – an offer to hold a child whose mother is struggling to locate her wallet, as she tries to pay the check–out clerk.  A friendly greeting to an elderly couple walking by your house on the street.  An offer to pray for someone you have just heard is facing steep challenges.  All Jesus asks us to do is to walk through this world in love, looking for ways to engage one another.
I bid you all a holy Lent.
Amen.
¹ Thomas Long  “Words, Words, Words”  Whispering the Lyrics: Sermons for Lent and Easter  (CSS Publishing Company, Lima, Ohio: 1995)
 
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