January 8th, 2018
“Now there is in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate a pool, in Aramaic called Bethesda, which has five roofed colonnades. 3 In these lay a multitude of invalids—blind, lame, and paralyzed. 5 One man was there who had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him lying there and knew that he had already been there a long time, he said to him, ‘Do you want to be healed?’ 7 The sick man answered him, ‘Sir, I have no one to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, and while I am going another steps down before me.’ 8 Jesus said to him, ‘Get up, take up your bed, and walk.’ And at once the man was healed, and he took up his bed and walked.”
“Do you want to be healed?” Such a simple question Jesus asks. I mean who doesn’t want to be healed? So many people…so many people have hearts that need to be healed. There are so many hearts that are broken, hurt, lost, confused, alone. There are so many souls longing for a place to call home and someone to call their own. There are so many souls searching and longing for peace…
There are so many people, yet how often am I just wrapped up in my own life, my own struggles, my own hurts? I get so wrapped up in myself that I lack the capability of seeing the hurt others go through…I lack the sight to see others who are hurting. Wait…I must see. I need to see. If I can’t see the hurting people who need to be healed, who need the healing hand of Jesus through the sharing of the gospel, then how can I go about living in peace? I…can’t.
My heart. It hurts right now; it sinks. I am beginning to realize. I drove by a grave yard today, and Jesus opened my eyes to see all the people…so many people who have died and gone before, and yet this is just a fraction of the percentage of people that were and are here on this earth. I wondered as I drove by:
“What were there stories? Did they have people who cared for them and cherished them while they were alive? Did they ever come to salvation through Jesus Christ? Were they able to experience the healing hand of God? Did anyone share with them how they could be healed? Did anyone who knew Jesus ask them if they wanted to be healed? How many gave the response of the man by the pool of Bethesda when asked this that there is no way for healing, or that it is impossible? How many wanted to be healed…but didn’t know how they could be? How many people….want to be healed, but have never known the healing that Jesus Christ, Lord and Savior, freely gives? How many? How many want to be healed, but thought/think there is too much in their lives that could ever be healed? Or that there is too much bad and hurt that could ever be helped?
My heart aches. I know. I know the truth. I have been healed and cleansed by the blood of Jesus as He hung on the cross to pay for our sins…my sins. I have been healed. Yet, I sit now and consider, “How many have I asked if they want healing? For their hearts? Their hurt? Their lives?” Not as many as I should. So many people are hurting…and we as Christians, as children of God, hold the gospel. We hold the truth of how to be healed. I hold the truth…I have Jesus Christ, His spirit, living inside me. Am I asking others if they want to be healed?
I think of my coworkers…I so long them to be set free and safe in the arms of Jesus. I think of my neighbors, the people I see in the grocery store, the people I see crossing the street… I see such hurt, such pain. I see souls lost and wandering…tired of the road they’ve traveled. My eyes are becoming a watery moor. I don’t want to be separated from them forever. I don’t want to see them suffer forever. The fact is they don’t have to. They too, can know the truth. Am I willing to take the time to listen, to be there for them, to share..the truth that will set them free? Am I willing to ask the people around me, as my Savior once did for the man at Bethesda, as He once did for me, “Do you want to be healed?”
Lord Jesus, reveal Yourself to me once again. Break my heart for what breaks yours. Reveal Yourself to the lost. Give me the boldness to stand up for you. Open my eyes to see the lives that need healing. Open my eyes to see those who are hurting. When I look into the eyes of the hurt, lost, wandering, and confused, let my heart ask, “Do you want to be healed? Jesus is the answer…let me show you.” Amen.