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Humble Hero
When the disciples returned from their errand, they were sur-
prised to find their Master speaking with the woman. He had not
taken the refreshing drink He had asked for, and He did not stop
to eat the food His disciples had brought. When the woman had
gone, the disciples urged Him to eat. They saw Him silent, His
face beaming with light, and they were afraid to interrupt, but they
thought it was their duty to remind Him of His physical needs. Jesus
recognized their loving interest and said, “I have food to eat of which
you do not know.”
The disciples wondered who could have brought Him food. He
explained, “My food is to do the will of Him who sent Me, and to
finish His work.” To minister to someone hungering and thirsting
for truth was more comforting and refreshing to Him than eating or
drinking.
Our Redeemer hungers for the sympathy and love of those He
has purchased with His blood. As the mother watches for a smile
of recognition from her little child, which signals the dawning of
intelligence, so does Christ watch for the expression of grateful love,
which shows that spiritual life is begun in the heart.
The woman had been filled with joy as she listened to Christ’s
words. Leaving her waterpot, she returned to the city to carry the
message to others. She forgot her errand to the well, she forgot the
Savior’s thirst, which she had intended to supply. With her heart
overflowing with gladness, she hurried to share with others the light
she had received.
“Come, see a Man who told me all things that I ever did,” she
said to the men of the city. “Could this be the Christ?” There was
a new expression on her face, a change in her whole appearance.
“They went out of the city and came to Him.”
As Jesus still sat by the well, He looked over the fields of grain
spread out before Him, their tender green touched by the golden
sunlight. Pointing His disciples to the scene, He used it as a symbol:
“Do you not say, ‘There are still four months and then comes the
harvest’? Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the
fields, for they are already white for harvest!” As He spoke, He
looked on the groups coming to the well. Here was a harvest ready
for the Reaper.