The Olden Days Poem by Preston Mwiinga

If I were there in the old days,
I would have been that Woman at the well.
Living a life of sin that drained her of all her joy, & made her thirst.
Yet day by day she traveled on the same narrow road alone,

Fearing conflicts & the whispers of her fellow women,

I imagine that she would look through a small crack hole in her door as she watched the other women pass by on their way home from the well

& when at last she would see them far enough & heard their voices fade away in a distance,
she would quickly run out fearing to be seen
& so alone she would make her way up the narrow road to the well in the scorching sun.

If I were there in those days, I would have been that woman at the well

Because I too Just Like the woman at the well I was seeking
For things that could not satisfy; holding on tight to the very sin that easily weighs me down,

But then I heard my Savior speaking:
"GRACIOUS! Draw from the well that never shall run dry".

There are millions in this world who are craving
The pleasures earthly things afford;
But none can match the wondrous treasure
That I find in Jesus Christ my Lord.

So, my parents, my brothers, my sisters & my children, if the things this world gave you
Leave hungers that won't pass away,
My blessed Lord will come and save you,
If you kneel to Him and humbly pray:


Fill my cup Lord, I lift it up, Lord!
Come and quench this thirsting of my soul;
Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more
Fill my cup, fill it up and make me whole my God,

I thank You for meeting me even in this day & age as you did that woman at the well.

»»Sin led that woman to the well at noon, it thought it was taking her there to wear her out & drown her, little did it know that it was leading her to meet her master at the well.««

¤¤ At times I don't regret my sinful past, in fact I sometimes thank God for it, because if it wasn't for sin, just like me, that woman would have not been at the well at that specific time alone & she wouldn't have met her Savior.

If it wasn't for sin, she would have been like all the other Samaritan women we never got to hear about, she would have been at the well with her fellow women at DAWN & would have never met the Master at NOON.¤¤

Father today I am leaning, dear Lord I am failing on my own.
Meet me today at the well & allow me to draw from Your well with the freshest waters that will never run dry
So I may never thirst again.