When I was nine, I had a friend named Mayzie Ray. I looked up to her, not just because she was two years older than I was, but because she didn’t have a sweet tooth. I used to eat sugar by the spoonful, so I found her sensible eating to be a marvel.
The disciples marveled, too, when they came back from town with lunch and saw Jesus talking with a Samaritan woman. Why was He doing that? They would never do such a thing, because they would never want to. They had no appetite for talking with a woman such as this one, a Samaritan and a sinner!
But Jesus was hungry to help her. And revealing Himself to this woman of questionable reputation satisfied Him to such an extent that He hadn’t yet touched the lunch they brought Him. What fed His soul that day? His soul was fed because He not only wanted to do the Father’s will, but He did it.
That day by the well, Jesus obeyed from the heart. He did so for His Father but also for us, to earn a righteousness that would one day be ours, by faith. Doesn’t that whet your appetite for Him?