it was at the well
that Jesus asked me to serve Him.
He knew everything about me.
He knew everything I had done.
He knew me.
and He asked me to give Him water?
Jesus. Jesus asked me.
not his disciples. not his church. not his pastors.
not his great people. not his womens group.
not his worship team. not his followers.
Jesus. God himself.
Jesus asked me to serve Him?
isn't that insane?
and as He was telling me everything about me.
as He was telling me that He was the Messiah
and as it dawned on me
his disciples returned
and as is common in many christian circles today
they were surprised to see Him
talking to me
But no one asked.
No one asked me or Jesus.
"What do you want?" or "Why are You talking to her?"
and it's been that way.
from that day to this.
but
I will remember.
I serve Jesus because
He asked me to serve Him.
Himself.
John 4:27 - 30
