Sent away from her people by the father of her child, she was out of water and facing certain death as she and her son wandered in the wilderness of Beersheba.
When the water in the skin was used up, she left the boy under one of the bushes.
Then she went and sat down opposite him, about a bowshot away, for she said, “Do not let me see the boy die.”
And she lifted up her voice and wept.
For the word of God is living and active…
This verse is so true.
How else could I read something over and over and then one day, 15 years LATER, find something new?
Because God speaks through His word and He opens our eyes when it’s time to see the well..
He knows what we need – when we need it. This is why we can never stop reading God’s word.
There will never be a day any of us can say we’ve mastered it…because it is alive, constantly feeding us a more savory meal.
It’s an on-going conversation.
Over my 40-something years, I have gone through periods of giving my Bible, or just a Bible app, a few minutes a day and my life, my peace, my attitude – everything about me – was lacking.
When I fill my time with mainly praise music, listening to Christian audiobooks or sermon podcasts, and giving my Bible as much time as I would give to the greatest Love of my life…well, you begin to hear Him. Everywhere.
No, I didn’t stop Netflix completely, but life needed to change. My daughters need to see kingdom work and we all must have our eyes focused on eternity – and the people who do not know Jesus.
Life is still changing, and oh dear, the worst type of attacks fell into my lap over the last two weeks. I can’t seem to ever quite get prepared for that.
I sometimes wonder if it’s worth it because I am a “stay off of the radar” kind of person.
However, compared to what God has shown me, compared to every little detail of coincidences (that really weren’t) 😉, and the repeating themes I see and hear almost everyday… there is no way I trade that conversation, instruction or even correction from the Lord for anything. Or for anyone.
The Bible says,
“All your words are true; all your righteous laws are eternal.”
My grandparents used to quote this verse, but I do not want to stay in the nursery.
The next passage below has always been one to step on my pedicured toes, as it should for us all.
It excites me when I understand or discover something new because it’s like “move-up Sunday,” when you get to go to the big kids’ class at church.
Back to my opening verse… what was this cool thing I found today?
I picked up a book that I originally started on July 21 (btw, I date things). I like to track when and where the Lord showed me something.
Chapter title where I previously left off:
SITTING BY THE WELL
The water references for me began in March and have included devotions, songs, a Japanese restaurant, books, Bible study groups, sermons (from my pastor, pastors in other cities or states, and from one pastor who is actually already with the Lord, but his archived messages still deliver life).
There was even this one music video that I was writing about, mainly to young women. All of the labels we give ourselves were written on a wall, when at the end of the video, water began to pour down the wall…washing all of the names away (You Are More, Tenth Avenue North).
It was awesome. It also made me laugh. It made me cry. What are the odds? Great ones, when God is speaking.
This has all evolved and expanded into pages and pages of notes that I’m still waiting to come together. Plowing, sowing, reaping, seeds, birds and harvesting have all been meticulously and slowly woven in with the water.
I guess water is the basic element to making all things grow on this planet, including us and our faith.
One of the the first posts I wrote about water was, Meet Me At The Well.
Today, I’m in a chapter of Angie Smith’s book, What Women Fear, and I encounter one of my least favorite stories.
It’s no wonder I completely missed the title of the page because the whole story with Hagar was always just icky and sad, and it reminds me of the Real Housewives of Abraham!
Hagar has already run away once, after Sarah told her to sleep with Abraham so she can bear a child through Sarah…
Then, Sarah gets jealous. Shocker.
Years later, when Isaac is born to Sarah and Abraham, Sarah finally is in a position to banish her handmaid and Ishmael.
Hagar was mostly obedient all this time, and am angel of the Lord even told her to go back when she ran away. Now, she’s being cast aside for good.
I knew God saved Hagar’s and Ishmael’s lives in the desert, and that twelve princes would come from Ishmael (as he would be a wild donkey against the tribes of Israel).
I had no idea that when Hagar looked up in dying desperation…she saw a well.
Genesis 21 (summary)
Hagar has been sent away because Isaac was finally born to Sarah and Abraham, the promised heir, and being a flesh and blood female – Sarah gets jealous.
Abraham is distressed over having to send away his son, Ishmael, but God tells him to let them go, and He will make a great nation from Ishmael as well.
God said this to Abraham before Hagar and Ishmael run out of water in the desert.
So, why take Hagar to that place of despair?
This wasn’t just a moment for God’s glory to be revealed to both Hagar and Ishmael, but also for me and you, sitting here in 2018 (and now 2020).
What do we normally learn in those moments?
Absolute dependence on God and no one else.
At the moment she walked away from Ishmael, unable to watch her son die, rescue comes just when she’s crying out her last request to God.
“Then God opened her eyes and she saw a well of water.”
Hagar was just a handmaid. A slave.
Her son was never the intended heir of Abraham.
Because Sarah doubted the Most High God’s timing for her own child, she gave Hagar to Abraham to create an heir, and that ended up hurting everyone.
However, she was not alone, or forgotten, or second class or even discarded as Sarah intended.
An angel of God “called out to her from heaven,” saying God had heard the cries of her son. He had mercy on her and on Ishmael and God did make a great nation from him.
Oh, sweet sister, you may feel like you are out there in that desert and life is almost over, especially if your children are involved.
I have been in that desert where my children were crying in the distance, and I was powerless to save them.
Lift your weary head.
He will hear your cries.
Look up. Don’t hang your head in grief or despair. Don’t sit down and wait to die.
Cry out to Jesus.
God will allow you to see your own well of water to refresh your weary soul, out there in this unknown wilderness.
You may feel alone, but you are not.
He most certainly is there.
Pray…ask the Lord to open your eyes.
And look up.
I will praise the Lord, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me.
I keep my eyes always on the Lord.
With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices; my body also will rest secure, because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead, nor will you let your faithful one see decay.
You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Because I feel like I’m so inadequate in describing what it means to hear from God, I went looking for expert help. *Boom.* Billy Graham archived links:
- 📚 What Women Fear – Angie Smith
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