There’s really nothing I can do for you. Really, my best move is the matador’s sidestep that moves me graciously to the side and unveils the Source of your own miraculous power and fulfillment. My shallow spring of temporary satisfaction is covered in the limitations of my own experiences and stunted by narrow visions; shaped by internal fears. My words are full of disappointment and judgment even as I bend my pettiness toward understanding. I cannot ignore the conclusions I’ve drawn long enough to allow the facts to paint the full picture. I’m incapable of ignoring my jaded view of things I don’t understand; my abilities tainted by opinion; my usefulness drenched in doubt and unless I have yielded authority to God, I am a dangerous obstacle to good decision-making.
I will tell you differently. “I know, I’ve been there, I’ve done it and survived.” “I was lost and now I’m found” but I was never where you are.
Real talk: after drinking water from my shallow well you will still be thirsty. I can pray for you but to rely on me is a gamble. I am absorbed with the minutia of my everyday world. I’m hopelessly inattentive and often forgetful. My interest in others is selfishly conditional but I mean well. Well, you know what I mean.
My very best move is the matador’s sidestep; lifting my muleta to reveal a relationship with the healing Word of an Almighty God; introducing you to the richness of true love, loyalty and real friendship. In one loving move I can take you to Him and disappear. He is the One who hears your cries. He can do all things. He can settle it: permanently. He will give you the strength to continue the fight and the wisdom to avoid taking the rest of us so seriously.
“Jesus answered and said to her, “ Whoever drinks of this water will thirst again, but whoever drinks of the water that I shall give him will never thirst. But the water that I shall give him will become in him a fountain of water springing up into everlasting life.” John 4:12 (NKJV)
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