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To Know and Be Known
 

A sermon preached February 24, 2008 at University United Methodist Church, East Lansing, by Alice Fleming Townley

John 4: 5-42

One of our favorite children’s books at home is called the “Mix and Match Storybook.”   It first belonged to my husband Michael, and now we enjoy it with our children.  (Hold it up.)   It is a spiral bound collection of well known stories condensed into one page each.  The book has separate “sub-pages” for each character and activity.    For example, the three pigs, the three houses, and the wolf are each on a separate “sub-page.”   Hansel and Gretel, the breadcrumb trail, and the house in the woods on separate “sub-pages.”     The fun part of the book is that you can flip the separate sub-pages, and in so doing, mix and match the characters of each story.  In a flip or two, Hansel and Gretel are walking down the yellow brick road, on their way to the home of the 7 dwarfs . . . and the so story gets all mixed up.

First century ears listening to the fourth chapter of John would think someone has flipped the sub-pages, and mixed it all up, like we do with our children’s book.  A Samaritan woman, a Jewish rabbi, at Jacob’s well, at noon—none of these belong in the same story.

The story begins with Jesus coming near Jacob’s well.  My Old Testament professor, Dr. Greggs, used to say, whenever you see the word “well” in the scriptures anticipate wedding bells.  By all means, Isaac came to this well and met Rebeckah, Jacob came to this well and met Rachel, and Moses came here and met Ziporah.  Can you hear the bell?  (The bell rings)

But, now who would meet?  Jesus, a Jewish rabbi and an unnamed Samaritan woman at Jacob’s well.

A “good” Jewish man never initiated conversation with an unknown woman.  Certainly a Jewish teacher would not engage in public conversation with women at all, not even their wives.  Women, of course, were not even allowed to worship with men, men whose morning devotions often included the prayer, “Thank God I am not a woman.”  One group of religious men would close their eyes whenever they saw a woman coming down the street.  Hence, they would walk into things and became known as “the bruised and bleeding Pharisees.”  (William Davidson, p. 34, Lectionary Homiletics)  I think God’s heart was bleeding.

Jesus should not even have been in Samaria.  Yes it is the shortest route from Judea to Galilee, but a good Jew of the time would have taken the longer route “around” Samaria.  The animosity felt between the Jews and the Samaritans was centuries old.  They shared the same family tree, both groups were Jewish.  The break started around 722 BCE when Assyria destroyed and occupied the northern kingdom.  The Samaritans eventually intermarried with the “unclean” making themselves “unclean” in the eyes of the other Jews.  The Samaritans only counted the first 5 books of the Hebrew scriptures, the Pentateuch, as scripture.  The Samaritans believed God should be worshiped on Mt Gerizim, and that God lived on Mt.Gerizim, as the Pentuatech said.  The other Jews believed God should only be worshipped in Jerusalem, and God lived in Jerusalem, as their scriptures said.  Both the Samaritans and the Jews hoped in a promised Messiah.    I imagine God’s heart was bleeding to see the break in his family.  And so, John wrote, “Jesus had to go to Samaria.”

Now, in John’s story it was noon.  Women came to the well at dawn to gather water for their families and to visit with each other.  Everyone came at dawn, except for travelers passing through, and the one woman wanting to avoid seeing anyone or being seen. 

Jesus, the Jewish rabbi, was thirsty, he came to Jacob’s well, saw this Samaritan woman drawing water at noon, and said, “May I have a drink?”

“What?”  The Samaritan woman herself thought Jesus was all mixed up.  “Why are you, asking me?

Jesus said, “Woman, if you knew, the gift of God, and who it is that is asking for a drink, you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.”

The woman now knew this man was crazy, and said to him, “You have no bucket, no rope, and the well is deep.  Where do you get that water?”

Jesus said, “Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty.  The water that I will give will become in them a spring of life.”  The woman now realized Jesus had something to offer and said, “Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or have to come here again to draw water.”

Jesus tried another way to make himself known. “Go, call your husband, and come back.”  The woman answered him, “I have no husband.” Jesus said, “You are right.  You have had 5 husbands, and the one you have now is not your husband.”  Jesus knew her.  Now, if our eyebrows don’t raise at the other details of the story, they often do here.  Our moralistic bent often inclines us to judge this woman for her lifestyle.  We do not know how many choices, if any, this woman had in her life.  According to Deuteronomy 25;5-10, a man was obligated to marry the widow of a deceased brother if the brothers lived on the same estate.   Could this woman have been passed from one brother to another through a series of untimely deaths?  In addition, husbands in that day could divorce wives for trivial reasons.  Women had no power to divorce.  Had five men divorced this woman?  The text gives no clues.  It offers only Jesus’ response. He is content to affirm the truthfulness in her words, while revealing that he knows her unspoken history.  In so doing, he puts his finger on a painful place in her life, perhaps the very pain that lead her to haul water in the noonday heat to avoid the stares and wagging fingers.” (p. 49, Companions in Christ: Grace)   Notice Jesus does not condemn.  She is fully known, fully accepted, and fully engaged.  Jesus’ dialogue with her is the longest recorded in the gospels, longer then any discussion he had with his disciples, or even his family.

The woman replied, “Sir, I see you are a prophet.”  One who knows.  So then she put him to the test and asked the burning question that divided her people and his people.  “Where is God to be worshipped?  Here on the mountain?  Or in Jerusalem? “

Jesus replied, “The hour is coming, is here, when true worshipers will worship in spirit and truth.  God is spirit, and those who worship, must worship in spirit and truth.”

The woman said, “I know that the Messiah is coming.”  Jesus replied, in Greek, “I am.”   And there in those words echoed the answer Moses received on the mountain when he asked God who God was.  “I am who I am.”  The woman caught the wind.

In coming to know Jesus, she came to know God as one who crossed the barriers she had known.  Through Jesus’ interaction with her she came to know God as one who knew her fully, loved her fully.   She came to know herself more fully by encountering how God knew her.

She left her jar, and ran back to her city.  She said to her people, “Come and see.” Many believed, and asked Jesus to come and stay with them.  Come and participate in their life.  Do you hear the echo from the first chapter of John, when Jesus called the first disciples Andrew and Simon Peter to leave their nets and, “Come and See” and they “stayed with Jesus for two days.”  John draws this parallel, so that we see the Samaritan woman as one of the earliest and most fruitful preachers, disciples, and evangelists.

Meanwhile, Jesus’ disciples returned offering Jesus food, and he said, “Can’t you see this feast.  My food is to do this work.  Look around you at the harvest.”    And they joined him in the harvest.

  Back to Dr. Greggs, who said that when we see the word “well” we should hear wedding bells.  It didn’t fit for me at first with John’s story.  It was yet another mismatch, until I remembered John likes to speak metaphorically.  Indeed, this is a story of God reaching out to God’s own people.  Saying, “I know who you really are.  You are not left out.  You are precious.  You are mine and I am yours.  Live in me, and I in you, forever.”  Hear the bells ring? (Bell rings.)

By mixing up the characters and the place of the story from what first century listeners would expect, John is telling of the story that God is calling us to live.  And if we who listen now can hear that the Samaritan woman was fully known, fully loved, fully engaged by God, then we can know that there are no limits.  Even our lives can be put into this story.

I have come to see this church as a well.   It is a gathering place for thirsty people, like you and me.  It is a place to drink deeply.  This week at one of our Lenten studies, I sat with 9 women.  We each have different stories, we are different races, ages, and stages in life.  We would not normally be in the same room—or in the same story, so to speak.   I listened to the women share about what touched each them in the book and how it connected with her life—the reflections on friendship, the story of Mary and Martha, or this sense of God’s love.   As each women shared, I came to know more about her, and more about God.  And as their reflections connected with my heart, I came to know more about myself and God within me.   The whole church is a well.  I also tasted the water this week in committee meetings, informal chats, state wide gatherings, and a choir tour.

Anne Lamont, in her book Traveling Mercies, writes about how she experienced the church as a well.  She came alone, young and white, into a close knit and predominately older and black congregation.  They were characters you usually don’t find in the same story.  She writes,  “When I was at the end of my rope, the people at St. Andrew tied a knot in it for me and helped me hold on.  When I announced during worship that I was pregnant, people cheered.  All these old people, raised in Bible-thumping homes in the Deep South, clapped.  And then almost immediately they set about providing for us.  They brought clothes, they brought me casseroles to keep in the freezer, they brought me assurance that this baby was going to be a part of the family. . .   I first brought Sam to church when he was five days old.  The women there very politely pretended to care how I was, but mostly what they were doing was killing time until it was their turn to hold Sam again.  They called him “our baby” or “my baby.” (pp. 100-102, Anne Lamont, Traveling Mercies.)  The church was her source of living water, her source of life.  As she got to know the church members, she came to know God more fully.  As she came to know God more fully, she came to know herself more fully.  Anne Lamont is one of my favorite spiritual writers.  She has become a modern day Samaritan woman—sharing her faith with millions of people.

 Each time we gather as “male, female, Samaritan, Jew” we have opportunities to know and be known more fully.  We have opportunities to drink deeply of God’s presence, and offer others this living water.  John’s story of Jesus at Jacob’s well with the Samaritan women is a mix and match story.   The picture of everyone here and every weary traveler can be transposed in this story.  (Hold up the pictorial directory and the “Mix and Match Storybook.”)  You and I can “come and see” and “stay.”  Do you hear the bells ringing?    May those who have ears, let us hear.  (Bell rings.)