A man died.
A rich man has died.
He had just made the achievement of his life.
The harvest filled his heart.
Inside him wealth is all it took.
Like Pharaoh in his days never feared God.
Like Solomon in his days had everything in his obedience
He applied his wisdom to make wealth.
Didn’t a king eat grass.
Didn’t he, for seven years wander the wild.
What on earth pushed him off the throne.
Didn’t he have guards, satraps, administrators, governors, counselors, treasurers, judges, magistrates, and all the officials of the provinces?
Oh,
Look at her.
At Jacob’s well.
She has one, two, three, four and five.
All these are her husbands, but she can’t mention even one when she’s asked if she’s married.
The water from the well can’t quench thirst.
What can satisfy a man?
What really can bring peace that is peaceful?
What really brings joy that is joyful?
What brings real happiness?
Do men ever settle?
Do people ever want nothing?
Only the living water quenches the thirst.
Only the food that came from above makes man satisfied.
