I’ve been drinking a lot of coffee this week. Who am I kidding? I’ve been drinking a lot of coffee for decades.
I’m just not a fan of water. I’m seriously never thirsty for it. I’m one of those all day coffee sippers who has the same cup and just sips it all.day.long. At all the different temperatures. Not reheating in the microwave. Hubby thinks it’s gross. Whatever. He’s not the boss of me.
I know water is good for me. I know it’s way better for me than coffee. But coffee is delicious, and water is sadness. I’d rather have the quick kick of coffee, the satisfaction of a warm cup in my hand now, than the WORK of drinking water. Seriously? 8 glasses PER DAY?! It’s like a JOB.
I keep trying to tell myself, “Be a grown up. Just drink water! You don’t need to give up coffee! Just drink MORE WATER!” But it is SO HARD because I am a child and water is boring and lame.
Have you ever thought of the Woman at the Well? How she was trying to satiate her thirst with so many other things? With so many men, one after the other?I am so like her in so many aspects of my life. How I drink coffee instead of what my body needs; clean, clear water. How I go to social media for relationships instead of investing in real life. How I go to television to unwind instead of seeking God for rest. How, in my youth, I sought the affection and attention of boys when I needed to know the true love and acceptance of Christ. How I continue to thirst for love and acceptance and seek it in all the wrong places.
Have you ever thought of your relationship with your body like the Woman at the Well and all her men? We are thirsty for a better relationship with our bodies. We thirst for a way to finally feel like enough, to stop dissecting and criticizing our reflections. Much like the Woman at the Well, we try so many avenues, fad diets, exercise regimes, hard work, self-control, but the problem of poor body image still persists.
She was on her sixth attempt at love and acceptance when she met Christ. Isolated and alone. How many times, how many ways, have you tried to love your body, to finally feel beautiful? I know I’ve spent decades searching. How many times, how many ways, have you isolated yourself or shrunk back out of embarrassment or self-consciousness next to other women? Pretty much every summer?
I’m thirsty, friends. I’m thirsty for Him. For a gratitude and acceptance of my body that can only come from Him. For a life-long, body satisfaction that only comes from the Living Water. Maybe you are, too.
I’m drinking water like it’s my job, and drinking in Christ along the way. And maybe at the end, I can run to my “village” and exclaim the good news of the Man I met at the Well. How he knew everything I had ever done in search of beauty and self-confidence, and how He said…
“Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, but whoever drinks the water I give them will never THIRST. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life.”