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The Rev. Dr. J. Paul Board

In November, 1997, Rev. Dr. J. Paul Board came to serve at St. Paul’s. With a vision of service and mission, he has guided a genuinely dedicated congregation in a variety of ministries. There is an understated sense of service to others that has been cultivated and nurtured through his tenure at St. Paul’s.

Paul is married to Lori and they have three children, Sarah, Michael, and Eric. They live in the rectory next to the church.

Paul grew up in Texas and finished high school in Ann Arbor, Michigan. He received his B.A. in Liberal Arts from the University of the South in Sewanee, Tennessee (1989). His Master in Divinity comes from Virginia Theological Seminary (1995). His Doctor of Ministry is from the Seabury Theological Institute (Seabury-Western Seminary, 2007). 

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Fifth Sunday in Lent

Fifth Sunday in Lent

The Collect: Almighty God, you alone can bring into order the unruly will and affections of sinners:  Grant your people grace to love what you command and desire what you promise; that, among the swift and varied changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever.  Amen.

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Lectionary:  Read the Lessons Here

“What Wondrous Love is This?” American Folk Hymn (arr. Arlen Clarke).  Sung by Brad Cresswell with Jane Weber on the organ.



A sermon for the Fifth Sunday in Lent by J. Paul Board


On this Fifth Sunday of Lent, we read how Jesus performs his greatest miracle in Bethany.  He brings Lazarus back to life.  There are two things I want you to know about this miracle story before I develop my sermon.    

 First, this is the miracle that condemned Jesus to the cross.  Up to this point in the Gospel, the Pharisees were frustrated with Jesus.  They were irritated and annoyed.  But they were also engaged.  They tried to debate Jesus, correct him, and trick him.  They believed they could box him into a trap of words to discredit him.

Once Jesus raised Lazarus, they wanted Jesus dead.  This was the turning point in the Gospel when the Pharisees began plotting to kill Jesus.  Their specific complaint was Jesus raised Lazarus on the sabbath, but this was merely a technicality of the Law.  The Pharisees needed to eliminate Jesus to maintain their power over the people.  They were highly threatened by his healings, his teachings, and now this miracle.  It was not the straw that broke the camel’s back.  It was a meteor from the sky!

The second point— this miracle is not a clinical story.  We don’t know what happened.  The text tells us Lazarus was ill, but we don’t know why.  Jesus was not in a hurry to visit.  When he was ready to travel to Bethany, Jesus declared that Lazarus was asleep.  We learn quickly that Lazarus wasn’t sleeping, but dead.  He died four days prior to Jesus’ arrival.

Once there, Jesus cried.

Scholars have given a variety of interpretations as to what Jesus meant by sleeping.  The text says Jesus was referring to death and confused his disciples with sleep talk.  Scholars say Jesus waited for Lazarus to die so he could perform the great miracle. Lazarus needed to die so Jesus could glorify God by “waking him up.”  The resuscitation is not explained.  There is no CPR.   Jesus commands Lazarus to get up and come out of the tomb.

 We simply don’t know what happened.  This is not a clinical story.

 Might Lazarus have died from a virus?  It is very possible.  The world of Jesus was volatile and life was fragile.

 I heard a doctor on the news this week say, “Pandemics are common.  They happen throughout human history, just not very often.  It’s been so long since our last pandemic, we have forgotten how to cope.”  They skip a few generations and when they show up, they wreak havoc on our lives because we don’t remember what to do.

 Our world is different now than it was during the Spanish Flu of 1918.  It is different than the cholera epidemic of 1854 that wiped out the population of Maumee and Perrysburg.  It killed the rector of St. Paul’s and his wife, Mark and Harriet Jukes.  They died within 2 days of one another in the rectory, where I live now.

 Our world has become dependent on international travel.  In previous pandemics, the disease was limited to geographical areas, like whole cities.  The hot zones never encompassed the whole globe.

 We also have more science.  We saw COVID-19 coming in ways our ancestors never could predict.  We can debate whether or not we were prepared, but let’s be honest.   We knew.

 A moment of rant here:  I don’t care for celebrities and politicians telling us “we will get through it.”  Maybe so.  But if anyone close to me dies from this virus, then we DID NOT get through it.  The threat is deeply personal to each of us.  Yes, it threatens our nation, our economy, and our way of life.  But it also threatens each of us personally and profoundly.  I don’t want to hear about how we will get through it.  I want us to pray so there is no “it.”  I don’t want to lose anyone to this disease.

 The governor has told us the spike in Ohio will likely be in mid-May.  The good news is our mitigation (stay at home) has lowered the curve.  The spike is when, according to models from the Cleveland Clinic, Ohio will experience 10,000 new cases of COVID-19 per day.  Think about the implication.  If the spike is in mid-May, then we still have to go down the back side of the curve.  This means it will be July before we get back to the position we are in right now.

 The bishop has said it will be a while before we return to worship in our churches.  He has not clarified when this will be.  No one really knows, but you may anticipate the suspension of worship will last through April and probably longer.

 The new normal may not permit us to gather in groups for a long time.  We must learn to be the church when we cannot congregate for worship.

 My fire chief put it in perspective for me.  We were just chatting when he said, “Mother Nature is talking to us.”  To be clear, my fire chief is a man of deep faith.  He is a Christian.  I believe he was purposefully NOT crediting God for COVID-19.  God did not bring this virus down on us.

 I looked at the chief and waited for an explanation.  “Mother Nature is talking to us.”  He said two things.

 One:  We need to slow down.
 Two:  We are not in charge.  

 It’s been so long since we have had a pandemic.  Remember, these are normal occurrences in human history.  It’s been so long we have forgotten how to cope.

 We need to slow down.
 We are not in charge.  

Perhaps our mitigation (stay at home) is a reminder of how to slow down.  We have certainly lost control of our lives.  We can’t go to church, the movie theater, or a game.  We cannot do what we want when we want.  But maybe we lost control long before we realized it.

We can pray.  We can learn to pray when our lives are still.  We can find peace in the stillness and find our way close to God.

The Raising of Lazarus was a turning point in the Gospel.  The Pharisees began plotting to kill Jesus.  Is COVID-19 a turning point for our lives?  Can we “get through it?”  Will our lives be different on the other side of the curve?  Or back to the same?

We have an opportunity here.  We don’t have a building where we can go to church.  But we can be the church.  We can’t choose anymore between soccer or church on Sunday morning.  (Insert golf, baseball, sleeping late, or whatever pulls you away from church on Sunday morning.)    But we can choose God.

We can choose God.

We have a whole lot more science to help us with COVID-19.  We are in much better shape than in 1918.  In 1854, they didn’t even know the cholera was in the water.  All they had to do was boil the water, but they didn’t know.

Choosing God isn’t clinical.  Jesus cried for his friend.  We don’t need to know how Lazarus died or how Jesus raised him.  We know that Jesus loved him.  The only other time Jesus cried was when he looked upon the Temple on Palm Sunday.  Jesus knew the fate of the temple and he cried.

There’s no science needed to love the Lord.  When you think about it, choosing God is rather simple.  No requirements.  No prerequisites.  Just love.



Fourth Sunday in Lent

Fourth Sunday in Lent

The Collect: Gracious Father, whose blessed Son Jesus Christ came down from heaven to be the true bread which gives life to the world: Evermore give us this bread, that he may live in us, and we in him; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

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Lectionary:  Read the Lessons Here

“Pie Jesu” by Mary Lynn Lightfoot (Latin text from the traditional Requiem mass) Sung by Brad Cresswell and Jane Weber

A sermon for the Fourth Sunday in Lent, March 22, 2020 by J. Paul Board

I wish I could see the pathogen.  This is a childish fantasy, but I wish I could look into a crowd of people and see who is contagious and who is not.  I could look at a countertop, door knob, or railing and see the germs of COVID-19 just staging there, waiting for my touch.  I would steer clear of certain people, places, and air zones, if I could see the germs.

This is the Fourth Sunday of Lent.  Jesus heals the blind man.  I encourage you to go back up to the link for the Lectionary.  Read the scripture lessons assigned for the fourth Sunday.   The gospel lesson is a bit longer than normal.

Yes, this is miracle story.  The blind man regains his sight.  I have preached plenty of sermons on the miracle.  In the context of our time, my attention goes to the man who has spent his life without sight.  I am thinking about his life, pre-miracle.  He cannot see what we take for granted.

And now I wish I could see what I cannot.  Those terrible germs.  We are all blind to the spread of COVID-19.  Our best defense is precaution.  Wash your hands often.  Maintain six feet of social distance.  Don’t touch your face.  Wash your hands again.  Self-isolate without exception.   Our lives and our economy are not equipped for this kind of shut down.  We cannot see the danger to run away from it.  We can only isolate ourselves from an invisible enemy and wait for it to overtake our lives.

I am reminded of Dr. Seuss’ Sneetches.  The story isn’t about a pandemic.  But there is a remarkable similarity.  Sneetches live on the beaches.  They are perfectly normal except some of them have stars on their bellies .  Others don’t.

Now, the Star-Bell Sneetches had bellies with stars. 
The Plain-Belly Sneetches had none upon thars.

The star appears to be genetic because it discriminates along family lines.  The star-belly sneetches have greater status in the community.  The plain-belly sneetches are jealous.  They assume a lower status.

The gospel story becomes relevant because the blind man would not appreciate what the star does for privilege.  The social status portrayed in Dr. Seuss’ story is fabricated, despite being genetic.  The visual distinction is the only way to identify the two groups.

Along comes a salesman named McBean.  He is human not a sneetch.  He offers stars to the group who lack them, $3 each.  They eagerly pay and jump into a special machine to receive their new stars.  The machine has the familiar look of a Dr Seuss designed contraption with bells and whistles.  The elite sneetches are now offended the lesser sneetches look like them.  The salesman offers to remove the star at an inflated price of $10 each.  The elites eagerly pay and jump into another machine.

Once again the sneetches are separated. The elites declare the star to be out of fashion.  But the salesman is not finished.  He now offers both options to add/remove the green star as the sneetches desire.  A rush on both machines ensues as sneetches add and remove the star.  It keeps going at a very high pace until the sneetches are, all of them, out of money.  The scene would be unbelievable expect we all saw the recent rush on toilet paper.  Perhaps you felt the same panic.

Dr. Seuss’ story has many levels of understanding.  First it is about prejudice and discrimination.  The star could be racial, cultural, economic or religious.  Dr. Seuss said he wrote it to counter antisemitism.   The story is about exploitation because the salesman took all their money.  But the story is also about grace and redemption.

The salesman left after the sneetches spent all their money trying to be different.  Once gone, the sneetches could no longer distinguish themselves.  The star-bellies were all mixed up with plain bellies.   That’s when the sneetches realized they didn’t need to be different.  They could be sneetches on the beaches without looking at star-bellies and plain bellies.  The visual distinction was meaningless.  They lost their money learning this lesson.

Here are the words from Dr. Seuss to end the story:

Then, when every last cent of their money was spent,
The Fix-It-Up Chappie packed up. And he went. 
And he laughed as he drove in his car up the beach, 
“They never will learn. No. You can’t Teach a Sneetch!”

But McBean was quite wrong. I’m quite happy to say.
That the Sneetches got really quite smart on that day.
The day they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches.
And no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches.
That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars and whether
They had one, or not, upon thars.

At this point I encourage you to go back to read the gospel story again.  This is not about the miracle, per se.  The story is about the Pharisees who cannot accept what Jesus did.  He healed the blind man.  First they discredit him.  Then his parents.  Then they call Jesus a sinner.    The whole time they cannot see Jesus as the Son of Man while the “blind man” sees who he is.

Jesus said, “I came into this world for judgment so that those who do not see may see, and those who do see may become blind.” Some of the Pharisees near him heard this and said to him, “Surely we are not blind, are we?” Jesus said to them, “If you were blind, you would not have sin. But now that you say, ‘We see,’ your sin remains.”

My fantasy to see the pathogen is dangerous.  If we had the superpower, it would open up a whole new world of discrimination, isolation and condemnation.  The popular A&E TV show Walking Dead is an extreme example of the loss of human respect and dignity for those who carry a virus.  The show’s premise suggests the victims are already dead, therefore they may be discarded.  COVID-19 won’t bring us to extreme discrimination.  But everything about this virus has been shocking.  And isolating.

We want to keep safe.  Since we cannot see the germs, the best way to stay safe is to maintain social distance and wash our hands.  This isn’t just about staying away from germs, but preventing their spread to others.  We might carry the virus and not know it because we can’t see it.

The spring breakers on the beaches were shameful.  I saw the images on the news and immediately thought of star-belly sneetches.  They pranced around in their bikinis and shirtless bodies on the beaches in complete disregard for the danger they may have caused.  They can’t see the pathogen, but they wanted us to see their hedonism.  Everyone of those college students were headed backed to their parents’ homes because they have been kicked out of the dormitories.  The colleges are closed.  One girl answered a reporter’s question, why are you here? with “It’s my birthday.”   Another said, “This is my time to be selfish.”

Do Jesus’ words make a little more sense now?

I encourage you to stay safe.  Stay away from others for a time.  This isn’t just about isolating from the virus.  It is also isolating yourself in case you already have it.  You cannot see.  But you can love your neighbor no less.


Third Sunday in Lent

Third Sunday in Lent

Collect: Almighty God, you know that we have no power in ourselves to help ourselves: Keep us both outwardly in our bodies and inwardly in our souls, that we may be defended from all adversities which may happen to the body, and from all evil thoughts which may assault and hurt the soul; through Jesus Christ our Lord, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.

Scripture readings can be found here: The Lectionary Page

A Sermon prepared for 2020 Lent III by Jane Weber, Brad Cresswell, Jennifer Vasquez, and Paul Board

This sermon was planned prior to suspending church services.  The worship leaders thought we could offer a meditation on the Gospel story, The Woman at the Well.  Imagine Jane, Brad, Jennifer, & Paul sitting around a table and reflecting on how the Gospel speaks to us.  Now that worship has been suspended, imagine yourself at the table.  Listen to our voices and add you own.  Your comments are welcome on Facebook.

The Gospel of John 4:5-42

Jesus came to a Samaritan city called Sychar, near the plot of ground that Jacob had given to his son Joseph. Jacob’s well was there, and Jesus, tired out by his journey, was sitting by the well. It was about noon. 

A Samaritan woman came to draw water, and Jesus said to her, “Give me a drink.” (His disciples had gone to the city to buy food.) The Samaritan woman said to him, “How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a woman of Samaria?” (Jews do not share things in common with Samaritans.) Jesus answered her, “If you knew the gift of God, and who it is that is saying to you, ‘Give me a drink,’ you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.” The woman said to him, “Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water? Are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons and his flocks drank from it?” Jesus said to her, “Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.” The woman said to him, “Sir, give me this water, so that I may never be thirsty or have to keep coming here to draw water.” 

Jesus said to her, “Go, call your husband, and come back.” The woman answered him, “I have no husband.” Jesus said to her, “You are right in saying, ‘I have no husband’; for you have had five husbands, and the one you have now is not your husband. What you have said is true!” The woman said to him, “Sir, I see that you are a prophet. Our ancestors worshiped on this mountain, but you say that the place where people must worship is in Jerusalem.” Jesus said to her, “Woman, believe me, the hour is coming when you will worship the Father neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem. You worship what you do not know; we worship what we know, for salvation is from the Jews. But the hour is coming, and is now here, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for the Father seeks such as these to worship him. God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and truth.” The woman said to him, “I know that Messiah is coming” (who is called Christ). “When he comes, he will proclaim all things to us.” Jesus said to her, “I am he, the one who is speaking to you.”

Just then his disciples came. They were astonished that he was speaking with a woman, but no one said, “What do you want?” or, “Why are you speaking with her?” Then the woman left her water jar and went back to the city. She said to the people, “Come and see a man who told me everything I have ever done! He cannot be the Messiah, can he?” They left the city and were on their way to him. 

Meanwhile the disciples were urging him, “Rabbi, eat something.” But he said to them, “I have food to eat that you do not know about.” So the disciples said to one another, “Surely no one has brought him something to eat?” Jesus said to them, “My food is to do the will of him who sent me and to complete his work. Do you not say, ‘Four months more, then comes the harvest’? But I tell you, look around you, and see how the fields are ripe for harvesting. The reaper is already receiving wages and is gathering fruit for eternal life, so that sower and reaper may rejoice together. For here the saying holds true, ‘One sows and another reaps.’ I sent you to reap that for which you did not labor. Others have labored, and you have entered into their labor.”

Many Samaritans from that city believed in him because of the woman’s testimony, “He told me everything I have ever done.” So when the Samaritans came to him, they asked him to stay with them; and he stayed there two days. And many more believed because of his word. They said to the woman, “It is no longer because of what you said that we believe, for we have heard for ourselves, and we know that this is truly the Savior of the world.”  (NRSV)

Jane Weber

Whenever I’m grappling with understanding a thought, a new concept or idea, and just don’t quite get it, it often helps me if I turn it into something that I can better understand, that’s a bit more relevant to me in my own personal world.  After I read today’s gospel lesson, I found that the thought of a strange man asking a woman to draw water from a well was giving me just that kind of trouble.   I thought I might better understand it if the “woman at the well” became “Jane at Kroger”. 

So in my newly created contemporary scene, I am now at the store, and checking out a bag of apples in the fruit department. I am approached by a man who asks me to buy an apple for him.  I respond, “But you have your own money, so why not just buy your own apple?”  He tells me that his hunger is a different type of hunger.  Well, that makes me a little nervous, and I consider quickly leaving, but he continues, and calms my reservations by saying that he can cure my hunger and make me a better person at the same time.  That sounds like a potential diet plan, so I continue listening.  “You’re saying that if I buy this product, my craving for chocolate peanut butter sundaes will be satisfied?  That sounds good to me!” 

But apparently he wants to share this product with others, so he asks if my husband is also in the store.  He goes on to tell me all kinds of information about my family and personal life, and I begin to think that this guy might have some sort of mystic skills, kind of in keeping with the Long Island Medium! 

I’m really impressed with this man, so I text a few friends, Kathy Greene, and Stephanie Mattoni, and tell them that they have to come to Kroger and meet this guy who has the ability to know details of my life, without ever meeting me before today. Plus, he says that it’s not just about what we eat and drink, and he adds something about believing in the spirit of God, which is pretty powerful.  They come, and they listen too, and are equally smitten.  They hadn’t believed what I had said until they came and heard it for themselves.      

The “Jane at Kroger” scenario worked pretty well for me up to this point, except for one section of today’s reading that I just couldn’t quite fit into this contemporary version of the story.  Unfortunately for me, I then realized that the section that is the most difficult to understand, is most likely the section that is the whole reason that this story exists.  I was too far into this action play to quit now.   After considerable thought, here’s the section that gave me the most trouble, followed by how I interpreted it:   “You worship what you do not know, we worship what we know, for salvation is from the Jews.”  My contemporary Jesus at Kroger is actually saying, “You really haven’t thought this through.”  The gospel reading continues, “ …true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for the Father seeks such as these to worship him.  God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and truth.”  My Kroger version translates that to a much simpler and shorter response from Jesus, “ But I HAVE thought it through, and if you believe in what I’m telling you, then you’re just the person that I want to be a part of this.” 

I respond, “Here’s what I know, I’ve been waiting for someone to guide me in how to be healthier and how to grow in spirit.”  He responds, “I’m your guy.”

Brad Creswell

“Give me to drink.”

 These are the first words that Jesus says to the Samaritan woman at the well. A conversation-starter, to be sure, which will open the Samaritan woman’s eyes to the gift of Living Water and set her on the path to righteousness.

But I believe it is much more than that. Jesus’ words – even the most mundane of his interactions – are almost always significant and packed with meaning. If we don’t pay careful attention, important messages can easily be overlooked.

“Give me to drink.” A request. A need. An invitation. A call to action. A call to worship. All these things and more.

 We live in a world of “us vs. them.” Familiar vs. foreign. Liberal vs. conservative. Good vs. evil. It’s reached a breaking point in our lives, exacerbated by the human temptation to sensationalize the world around us, for better or for worse. Often for worse – or at the least, it serves as an obstacle to living the sort of life Jesus is asking us to.

The parable of the Woman at the Well speaks directly to this. Who does Jesus choose to share his message? A woman. A Samaritan woman. As you know, the Jews and the Samaritans viewed each other with disdain. They did not congregate. They did not interact, and they certainly did not speak to one another. Yet, to her surprise, Jesus directly engages the woman – and not just a Samaritan woman, but a woman who suffered under a bad reputation among her own neighbors. A scorned woman among a scorned people. “Us vs. them.”

“Give me to drink.” Quench my thirst, and I will quench yours forever. Jesus does not need anything from us. Rather, he wants something. He wants our faith, our belief, our worship. And in return, he gives us eternal life. It’s a transactional relationship, but this is the way. “No one comes to the Father except through Me.” The greatest gift of all.

The easy part is accepting this gift. The hard part is living up to it. “Give me to drink” is not only a call to worship, but a challenge we must face continually. A living faith.

 My faith has always been a work in progress. Often day to day, sometimes hour to hour, or even moment to moment. I suspect this is true of many who follow the Christian path.

I love the fellowship we share every week. I love my time with the choir, sharing music with congregation, and recharging my faith every Sunday. That should be the starting point, not the finish line. But I will admit for me, it is more often the latter instead of the former.

I’ll give you a couple examples.

I spend time at church, I ponder over scripture and Paul’s sermon, I take communion and feel full of God’s grace and love. I get in my car, drive towards home. Boom! Someone cuts me off in traffic and all that goodwill evaporates.

I post an article online that vilifies an opposing political view. I engage in a battle of digital words with my perceived “enemies” – those who don’t see the world the way I do. Tensions grow, emotions heighten, sometimes friendships are lost. And all of it from the safety of my living room.

I succumb to the “us vs. them” mentality almost every day. But somewhere in the back of my mind is that quiet but persistent voice, saying “Give me to drink.” And I try to listen to it.

Does that mean no more driving, no more posting? Of course not. The woman at the well becomes an evangelist. She shares the news of the Messiah with her community. She does not shy away from her sordid past. In fact, it is Jesus’ acknowledgement and loving acceptance of her that leads her to the Living Water.

So, what can we do to follow that example? How do we become evangelists in our day-to-day lives?

Jesus tells us to love our neighbors as we love ourselves. That includes not only the people we engage with face-to-face, but also that anonymous person who cuts us off in traffic. Those people we engage with on social media. Pretty much everyone, known and unknown.

For me the answer is love. But a love informed by our faith, our beliefs. A love that speaks truth, as set forth by the example of Christ. Sometimes that means speaking out, sometimes it means keeping quiet. But always, it means not giving in to the temptation of “us vs. them.”

“Give me to drink.” Sometimes that voice is hard to hear, but I’m getting better at listening. And better at remaining mindful of how I conduct myself – both inwardly and outwardly – every day. For me, those words hit home. They inspire me, they guide me. They remind me of Jesus’ gift of Living Water, and they renew my faith.

Jennifer Vasquez

The word that actually jumps out to me in this gospel reading is “Jacob,” and that is interesting because I often find myself glossing over some of the references to Jewish law, identity, or geographic regions when I read the Bible.  When we don’t have good understanding, or things aren’t familiar to us, it’s easy to ignore them.  But Jacob is hard to ignore here because his name is repeated, even though the story seems to have nothing to do with him: “the plot of land Jacob had given to his son Joseph”; “Jacob’s well;” and the question, “are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons and flocks drank from it?”

No one knows for certain why the Spirit leads them to certain words and phrases, but we reflect on possibilities.  For me, the subtext behind these references to Jacob seems to be a defensive appeal to identity and belonging.  The Samaritan woman is trying to assert that she and her community are as much a part of God’s chosen people as the Jews are.  They also had the heritage of the patriarchs and matriarchs passed on to them.  It is a plea for legitimacy; a plea to be seen and valued; and a plea for belonging and acceptance.

Over the past few years, I’ve become involved in a number of organizations that work with people from diverse cultures.  Refugees, asylum seekers, undocumented folks, immigrants, people of color, all of whom have been suffering discrimination for generations.  I recognize this plea from the Samaritan woman; I still hear it today.  There is a desire for legitimacy, a plea to be seen and valued, and a plea for belonging and acceptance.  “I am a person just like you!  I have hopes, dreams, and a family, just like you!  Why can’t you see me?!”  Similar tensions are also being experienced in the political sphere.

And what I hear Jesus saying back to the Samaritan women is “I see you.”  He knows her story.  Even the less honorable parts of her story don’t take away Jesus’ offer of living water that extends to her, her community, and by implication, the whole world.  Jesus’ offer of a spring of water gushing up to eternal life is for us all.

As we experience the coronavirus, something that affects all people, we hear Jesus’ offer of living water to everyone, despite our different backgrounds, and we can see it as an opportunity to pull together as the one human family, children of God and brothers and sisters.  When we can see beyond our individual backgrounds and the biases that divide our communities, we experience our common humanity and we begin to open our hearts to each other in love.

Paul Board

My first question in this story leads to many other questions. Where are the disciples?  Why is Jesus alone?  Why is Jesus talking to a Samaritan woman alone?  This is not proper in their culture.  It is not appropriate for the woman to be alone at a public well and engage in conversation with a strange man.  They both know it, yet they engage anyway.  This is her well.  Jesus shouldn’t be there. 

We can speculate on the answers.  The text doesn’t tell us why Jesus is separated from the disciples, except they show up later.  They are apparently traveling, and the well is a natural rest stop.  “Let’s meet at the well.”  It is clear from other stories that Jesus often sought alone time.  Jesus is an introvert and this is just another example.   

The conversation is enriching, both for the woman and Jesus.  She runs off excited to tell her people about Jesus.  The disciples want Jesus to have lunch, but he is not hungry.  He has been spiritually fed by his experiences in the day.  He had his alone time on the road.  He had a deeply personal conversation with the woman that transcends her life.  It spoke to the history of Samaria and her people. 

The story ends with an invitation from the town for Jesus to stay.  He remained two days, presumably sharing and enjoying their hospitality.  The story goes from solitude to community.  It began with Jesus walking on road alone.  Then Jesus had a personal conversation with a stranger.  Then the stranger invited him, and his disciples into her community and he stayed.  This is how the church is supposed to work. 

Our isolation with COVID-19 is surreal.  Whether we are social distancing or self-isolating, the experience is strange and trepidatious.  I know I am an introvert.  I am wonderfully happy in my alone time.  But church is cancelled, and I miss our church family.    We will be in community again soon.  I am hoping this alone time will give us an appreciation for the community we love.  Come back to church.  I need you.