Poem For The Sunday Lectionary (Lent 3,Yr A)

WAITING AT THE WELL
(John 4: 5-42)

How often have I come here,
Jesus, to this place of
old faith and fresh neediness,
bent down with the burden
of my failures, stumbling
in my thirsting for hopefulness,
the cracked vessel of my heart
leaking grief. . .

how often have I come here
not expecting you in the heat
of my pressures,
not expecting you in the stress
of my confusion,
yet meeting you
who offers water to the helpless,
who quenches the raw thirst
for acceptance,
who gives the deep sustenance
of kindness without payment,
the nourishment of love without limit. . .

how often have you met me,
refilling my heart, leaving me
astonished again in the depths of my being
that you waited here
for me, even me?

Copyright ©2017 by Andrew King

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4 thoughts on “Poem For The Sunday Lectionary (Lent 3,Yr A)

  1. I am so blessed by your work, your gifts. Praise be to God for the Holy Spirit who fills you, enlivens you and sends forth your blessing to the world!

  2. Bless you, Andrew King! May I have permission to share this with the congregation on Sunday, *with full attribution, of course, (name, WordPress URL, blog title, etc.*?

    The Reverend Doctor Carletta Allen Lead Pastor Asbury United Methodist Church 87 West Street, Annapolis, MD 21401

    • Andy King says:

      Your words are much appreciated, Pastor Allen. I am grateful for your visit and your comments. Please use the poem any way that you think would be helpful! Blessings to you and your congregation . . .

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