Your Samaria

My old acrylic canisters have become dingy and scratched.  Every time I pick one up, I cringe at its the unsightly condition.  Being frugal and wise, I reasoned they did their job nicely -- keeping air out and freshness in - so, why replace them?  How often do we judge others by what is visible to the eye?  Remember how God chose His king for His people: He looked on the inside.  Saul was the
people's choice because he looked like a king -- tall, mighty, handsome. David, however, was God's choice -- a "man after God's own heart."  How many times do we fluff-off or pass-over a person who is hurting and in need of a hug or a kind word because he or she is obnoxious or rude?  Who will offer compassion in this world to the unlovely if Christians side-step those who are otherwise unlovable?  Christ told His disciples, "I must needs go through Samaria."  They must have scratched their heads and thought, "Do what!"  [Jews avoided Samaria like the plague.]  Jesus knew better way; His plans included an encounter with a certain Samaritan woman in the middle of the day who would come to the well to draw water.  She was one of His own, and needed His a touch, needed Living Water.  Where is the Samaria in your life?  Who is at the well ... just waiting for a special touch from Jesus ... through you?