If you knew . . .

When Jesus was talking to the Samaritan woman at the well, He said to her.  "If you knew . . . who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked Him for a drink. . ."

That line struck me this week.

There is a lot of stuff that I feel Jesus asks me to do.  He asks me to love the unlovable, to give to the undeserving, to put away myself, to allow His spirit to inhabit me.  Sometimes He asks me to praise Him.  Sometimes He asks me to listen.  Sometimes He asks me to speak.

Sometimes I feel like He's asking too much of me.  Like I don't have the strength or the capacity to respond to His requests.  I push Him back and say, "Not today, Jesus.  Please just cut me some slack."

But if I knew - if I REALLY knew - who it was that was asking me to do these things...



If you knew Who it was that was asking you for a minute of your time, you would take all your minutes and lay them at His feet.


If you knew Who it was that was asking you for your faithfulness, you would take all your doubt and lay them at His feet.


If you knew Who it was that was asking you for praise, you would take yourself to His feet and lay down.


If you only knew Who . . .