I sat at the well at Beersheba and spoke of covnenants of God. The place where Abraham made his covenant and planted a tamarisk tree. I had just left The Fountain of Tears exhibit. I couldn't stop weeping at the magnificient clash between horrorific injustice and the glory of redemption. It was a penetration so deep within me, that uncontrollable tears flowed and flowed.
I remember feeling my heart opening and stretching leading up to my trip to Israel. I even asked God if I was Jewish. He didn't answer me until I sat on this well at Beersheba. He told me, "You have my heart. You are a part of me. You are grafted in. I know you and you know Me. We are one."
I was asked to share a devotional a few days before this. I had to look at the list and choose what I wanted to talk about. Of course when I saw the one on Covenant and Wells I knew that was the one that was meant for me. God had been speaking to me on this subject for a year or so. He takes His time with us. He is longing for relationship with us. He gently guides us beside still waters into a conversation with Him.
When we accept Christ, we enter into a covenant that is impenetrible. It is a covenenat of blood, the blood that was poured out for us on the cross.
A man that walked this earth with perfect grace and humility completely connected to the heart of the Father, died not only to take our place, but so that we could take His place as the beloved of God.
In the devotional I shared about covenants of blood dating back as a ancient ritual. This ritual was an exchange in which blood was shed and gifts were given to signify that a union had taken place that was unbreakable. I have a book that shared a story of this ritual taking place between a king and a missionary. Before this covenant occured the missionary was a stranger in the land and he and his men we not safe from the war-like tribe that surrounded them. After the man agreed to cut the covenant with the king of the tribe they entered into a covenant relationship that was honored and revered by all. After this covenant was established the men became blood brothers and this agreement could not be broken even by the following generations.
This was the covenant that was made between God and Abraham at the place I sat in the picture above. Who am I that God would reveal and share such marvelous experiences with? That I would get to join in and be a part of a covenant made thousands of years ago because of Jesus? We only have this covenant with Jesus because of the Abrahamic Covenant. God remembered His people and could not break his vow to Abraham genereations proceeding him.
The old testament is a picture of the new. It is the story of Jesus. We are adopted into His family, the family of Abraham. All we need is to do is believe in Jesus and we reep the benefits of covenant made thousands of years ago.
Genesis 15:6 says, "Abraham believed in the Lord; and he counted it to him for righteousness."
The meaning in Hebrew for the word "believe," in this instance is "go right into him," or the "unqualified committal." Doesn't that just say it all? Because of Jesus, we get to enter into the heart of God in an never-ending covenant where God is faithful to keep His promises. We get to dig deeper into the well of our souls and get rid of the things that don’t belong so that He can pour more of His love into us. When we give Jesus back the things He died to give us, we find the reservoir within. When we let go of our brokenness, we find an oasis that is never ending and always fulfilling. It is the spring of Life; a well that never runs dry.