Enough About Me

...let’s talk about me.

Last night Stephen Colbert talked about narcissism and narcissistic personality disorder. I laughed so hard I nearly wet my pants (OK, so that's not saying much). The point is, I found it hilarious.

I may be somewhat narcissistic but I can say for sure that I don’t have narcissistic personality disorder. Although I have wished for it. Life would be so much simpler if I never empathized with anyone.

After Colbert and before I fell asleep, I read the story in John 4 about Jesus and the Samaritan Woman. Now here's a woman I can relate to. Not on every level, mind you (knock on wood). But in some ways she reminds me of me. I guess that's why I like her so much.

So, Jesus is traveling around town; he's tired and thirsty. He stops at a well and asks the woman who "happens" to be standing there to get him a drink. He spends some of his precious time on Earth talking with her. We get only so many pages in the Bible to hear about Jesus’ life and they spend almost a whole page on this chick.

She thinks the fact that he’s speaking with her is pretty amazing. First of all she’s a woman, secondly a Samaritan (Jews didn't associate with Samaritans), and third, she’s had five husbands. To top it off, she was living with a sixth man when Jesus stopped by looking for a drink.

She doesn't even know about the being recorded for posterity part yet.

Jesus tells her about “living water” and salvation. She says, “Sir, I can see that you are a prophet.” John 4:19. “I know that Messiah” (called Christ) “is coming. When he comes, he will explain everything to us.” John 4:25.

Jesus looks at her, with what I imagine to be a tender loving gaze, and declares, “I who speak to you am He.” John 4:26

I think, “Here this woman is...she’s talking to Christ and doesn’t even know it. I wonder how long it took her to get around to fetching him some water.” I smile, shake my head, and go to bed thinking…

That is totally something I would do.