First, a couple of pleasant stories about wells and women, from Genesis.
In the 24th chapter of Genesis, Abraham, having grown old at last, sees it is time his son Isaac was married, and sends a servant back home to the old country to find him a bride from among ‘our own people’. He stops by a well where the women of the town come to get water for the camels. He prays that the one among them whom he asks for water will be the one to be the bride. And so it turns out. Rebecca gives him a drink and also offers to water the camels. She’s the one.
Five chapters and a generation later, Rebecca and Isaac send their son Jacob back to the old country to find a bride – from among ‘our own people’. By a well he sees men watering their sheep. And then a young woman arrives. Rachel. He rolls the stone away from the mouth of the well and waters her sheep. He’s the one.
Two - shall we try for a third? The third evokes the pattern, and breaks it. Jesus may be thirsty, be resting by a well after a long journey, and asking for a drink from a woman he has not seen before. She knows him for a stranger. To her he is not ‘our own people’ - and likewise for him. This is not ‘in the family’ - except that the family expands, to become the kingdom of God.
He has no bucket, nothing to use to draw the water up from the well. He asks her to give him a drink.
He is a man, and a Jew; she is a woman, and a Samaritan. Jews and Samaritans had nothing to do with each other; literally, they had no time for each other. They did not co-ordinate, co-exist, as a rule. But here they are.
She is pretty sharp. She asks him some questions. But his answers are not practical, but spiritual. If you knew who was asking, you would ask him for living water.
Well water is still. Living water is running water. Sweeter, healthier. Endless. Like the Spirit. And it is flowing forth, from Jesus, and then – from her.
Then – ‘go, call your husband’. He sees her. More deeply than anyone else. And, seeing her, he loves her.
The disciples come back from town. They’ve bought food. But Jesus says he has food they don’t know about. To do the work his father has sent him to do. That is sustenance – bread from heaven, bread for the world. And that is what the woman will share.
During their conversation, Jesus has asked her some piercing questions. Piercing yet loving. When she goes to town it is as if her testimony is this:
“I felt seen.”
Humility, courage, joy, overcome shame: she went to the very people who may have shunned her (she went to the well in the middle of the day) to testify, even as it included her own sins: “he told me everything I had ever done”. Spreading the good news, doing that work of the kingdom of God, overwhelmed and overpowered any sense of shame. For she knows, not only that he perceived her, but that, knowing her fully, he loved her completely. That is good news to share. How do we share such good news?
If You Want to Be 'Seen,' Try Seeing Others
Froma Harrop on Mar 3, 2026 (Arizona Daily Star)
I recently came across a curious headline: "The Retirement Crisis No One Warns You About: Mattering." Very few people leaving the workplace have prepared for losing a big part of their identity, according to the Wall Street Journal article. They long to "feel seen" in the next chapter of life.
Much has been written about the desire to "be seen" or "feel valued" or "to matter." And not only for retirees….
In a culture that can feel relentlessly impersonal, it's common to feel overlooked. Still, remedies exist. First on the list, if you want to be seen, see others.…
https://www.arcamax.com/politics/fromtheleft/fromaharrop/s-4028220
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“I felt seen” - Who doesn’t want to feel that, from the people that matter to us, the people that matter to us always and the people that matter to us in that moment? If we are the clerk giving change, eye contact and a thank-you would be welcome (not to be acknowledged by “uh-huh”) just as much as if we are the person receiving it. When I got home from college, at the airport I was met by cheerful parents; at home, the old collie summoned excitement at my arrival. When we tell the doctor our symptoms we want his attention on us not his AI assistant. When we speak to someone of something vitally important (or even trivial, to the uninformed) we want our listener to PAY ATTENTION. Don’t we?
Imagine something much deeper in import and in value: paying attention to our souls. To feel seen deep within - and still loved. “He told me everything I had ever done” – everything! and still he loved me – “could he be Christ?”
That is what is happening, in this strangers’ encounter at the well in the middle of the day. The disciples return from town with food, see what is happening, are surprised, but know better than to interrupt. Because what is really going on is the work for which the Christ was sent. As he puts it, he has “food ye know not of” – that is, to be doing the work of grace is food.
My food is to do the will of him that sent me, and to finish his work.
Which is to convey grace. Grace, forgiveness, wholeness. Healing. Salvation.
The woman leaves her water-jar on the spot and goes into town. She goes to the very people who may have shunned her, who surely knew about her past, some of the ‘everything’ she has done, and it is to them that she says, I felt seen. And loved.
Notice she does not leave it there, at the well. The good news, the living water, that she now has herself to share, is more life-giving than any well-water that her jug ever could contain. And it flowed out of his soul to hers, and from hers onwards. So it spreads. The people come out of the town. And the Messiah dwells among them. The Word, which from time immemorial and before any time, is the source of life, now is dwelling among people.
And he speaks with them. Drinks from their well. He sees them. And, seeing them, he loves them.
And we are invited to share that living water, that grace, in the water of baptism, in the food that is Eucharist, and in the food that is doing his will.
May we do so with the good grace that is bestowed upon us to share. Amen.
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Genesis 24:13-14 (KJV): Behold, I stand here by the well of water; and the daughters of the men of the city come out to draw water: And let it come to pass, that the damsel to whom I shall say, Let down thy pitcher, I pray thee, that I may drink; and she shall say, Drink, and I will give thy camels drink also: let the same be she that thou hast appointed for thy servant Isaac; and thereby shall I know that thou hast shewed kindness unto my master. (Photo of UA undergraduate Dylann Kate Sweeney and friend, during her study abroad in Morocco)
[https://alumni.arizona.edu/arizona-magazine/arizona-magazine/winter-2026]
8 March 2026
