"Help me." I wheezed to the empty street in front of me.
"What do you need help with?" asked a man behind me that seemed to appear from nowhere.
"Uh... But... Uh, yeah." I managed to mumble. Then I got my wits together and said, "Don't you see? I'm paralysed!"
"I know someone who can." said the man with a mysterious smile.
"How can someone help a paralytic? It'll take a miracle to help me enough to be happy."
"Exactly, a miracle would do it."
"Yeah, that... wait... You think I can be healed?"
"I know so."
"How?"
"I already told you. I know a man."
"Is it possible that a man can do this? I've been paralysed for a very long time."
"Just trust me."
"How can I trust a man I just met, but I guess it couldn't hurt to try." I sighed.
"Lay down on your mat and we'll carry you to him."
"We?" I asked as I slid higher on my mat into a more comfortable position.
"Yes, ready" another man came out of nowhere and picked up the mat where my feet laid as the man I first met picked up my head. The men walked into the street and took a street to the left. The farther we traveled, the better the buildings got. Eventually I saw the temple.
"Surely we must stop here. This is the temple of the LORD." I said excitedly.
"No brother, we must keep going. We must make it to the Sea of Galilee."
"Why the Sea of Galilee? What could a sea do for me?"
The man sighed, "Do you want to be healed or not?"
"Of course, bu-"
"No buts about it" he interrupted. "Trust us. Anyway, we're almost there."
"Trust me." I muttered under my breath. "Miracles, bah!" Then I saw something that made me rethink what I just said. I saw a man talking to a group of Rabbis and civilians. I realized that he was lecturing them. This man had that kind of aura, he seemed millions of times more important than the other Rabbis.
"Make way!" said the man at my feet. The civilians parted, giving me an open path the the man, whom I was now convinced was the Son of God.
The men that had carried me all this way set me and my mat down on the ground. The Son of God walked toward me and said, "Take heart, son; your sins are forgiven." I was not expecting this. I thought he would like strike me with a lightning bolt and my legs would start working again, but this was pretty good. I would get to live the rest of my life and eventually see this man again when I die.
The Rabbis whispered among each other. I picked up a couple words. "...fellow...blaspheming!" I knew that this wasn't true, I felt my sins leaving me. This man should do something about them.
"Why do you entertain evil thoughts in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, 'Your sins are forgiven,' or to say, 'Get up and walk'? But I want you to know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins." Then he looked at me and said. "Get up, take your mat and go home." I froze and then feeling returned to my legs. I can barely describe the sensation to you, but I'll do my best. It was like boiling water, then freezing cold, then as if that wasn't enough, agonizing pain. Then I felt like my legs were floating and my toes moved, then my legs bent and lifted the rest of my body up. It was like they had a mind of their own. I bent down, and rolled up my mat. The men that had brought me here were nowhere to be see. They must have left as the Son of Man was talking. I looked to his eyes and I saw something in his eyes that I would never forget. It chilled me to the bones, In a good way. It seems like he could look straight through my soul. His eyes told me to go and rejoice. I did, and my life was never the same.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Spiritual Walk Week 16 - In Jesus' Time
"Help me." I wheezed to the empty street in front of me.
"What do you need help with?" asked a man behind me that seemed to appear from nowhere.
"Uh... But... Uh, yeah." I managed to mumble. Then I got my wits together and said, "Don't you see? I'm paralysed!"
"I know someone who can." said the man with a mysterious smile.
"How can someone help a paralytic? It'll take a miracle to help me enough to be happy."
"Exactly, a miracle would do it."
"Yeah, that... wait... You think I can be healed?"
"I know so."
"How?"
"I already told you. I know a man."
"Is it possible that a man can do this? I've been paralysed for a very long time."
"Just trust me."
"How can I trust a man I just met, but I guess it couldn't hurt to try." I sighed.
"Lay down on your mat and we'll carry you to him."
"We?" I asked as I slid higher on my mat into a more comfortable position.
"Yes, ready" another man came out of nowhere and picked up the mat where my feet laid as the man I first met picked up my head. The men walked into the street and took a street to the left. The farther we traveled, the better the buildings got. Eventually I saw the temple.
"Surely we must stop here. This is the temple of the LORD." I said excitedly.
"No brother, we must keep going. We must make it to the Sea of Galilee."
"Why the Sea of Galilee? What could a sea do for me?"
The man sighed, "Do you want to be healed or not?"
"Of course, bu-"
"No buts about it" he interrupted. "Trust us. Anyway, we're almost there."
"Trust me." I muttered under my breath. "Miracles, bah!" Then I saw something that made me rethink what I just said. I saw a man talking to a group of Rabbis and civilians. I realized that he was lecturing them. This man had that kind of aura, he seemed millions of times more important than the other Rabbis.
"Make way!" said the man at my feet. The civilians parted, giving me an open path the the man, whom I was now convinced was the Son of God.
The men that had carried me all this way set me and my mat down on the ground. The Son of God walked toward me and said, "Take heart, son; your sins are forgiven." I was not expecting this. I thought he would like strike me with a lightning bolt and my legs would start working again, but this was pretty good. I would get to live the rest of my life and eventually see this man again when I die.
The Rabbis whispered among each other. I picked up a couple words. "...fellow...blaspheming!" I knew that this wasn't true, I felt my sins leaving me. This man should do something about them.
"Why do you entertain evil thoughts in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, 'Your sins are forgiven,' or to say, 'Get up and walk'? But I want you to know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins." Then he looked at me and said. "Get up, take your mat and go home." I froze and then feeling returned to my legs. I can barely describe the sensation to you, but I'll do my best. It was like boiling water, then freezing cold, then as if that wasn't enough, agonizing pain. Then I felt like my legs were floating and my toes moved, then my legs bent and lifted the rest of my body up. It was like they had a mind of their own. I bent down, and rolled up my mat. The men that had brought me here were nowhere to be see. They must have left as the Son of Man was talking. I looked to his eyes and I saw something in his eyes that I would never forget. It chilled me to the bones, In a good way. It seems like he could look straight through my soul. His eyes told me to go and rejoice. I did, and my life was never the same.
"What do you need help with?" asked a man behind me that seemed to appear from nowhere.
"Uh... But... Uh, yeah." I managed to mumble. Then I got my wits together and said, "Don't you see? I'm paralysed!"
"I know someone who can." said the man with a mysterious smile.
"How can someone help a paralytic? It'll take a miracle to help me enough to be happy."
"Exactly, a miracle would do it."
"Yeah, that... wait... You think I can be healed?"
"I know so."
"How?"
"I already told you. I know a man."
"Is it possible that a man can do this? I've been paralysed for a very long time."
"Just trust me."
"How can I trust a man I just met, but I guess it couldn't hurt to try." I sighed.
"Lay down on your mat and we'll carry you to him."
"We?" I asked as I slid higher on my mat into a more comfortable position.
"Yes, ready" another man came out of nowhere and picked up the mat where my feet laid as the man I first met picked up my head. The men walked into the street and took a street to the left. The farther we traveled, the better the buildings got. Eventually I saw the temple.
"Surely we must stop here. This is the temple of the LORD." I said excitedly.
"No brother, we must keep going. We must make it to the Sea of Galilee."
"Why the Sea of Galilee? What could a sea do for me?"
The man sighed, "Do you want to be healed or not?"
"Of course, bu-"
"No buts about it" he interrupted. "Trust us. Anyway, we're almost there."
"Trust me." I muttered under my breath. "Miracles, bah!" Then I saw something that made me rethink what I just said. I saw a man talking to a group of Rabbis and civilians. I realized that he was lecturing them. This man had that kind of aura, he seemed millions of times more important than the other Rabbis.
"Make way!" said the man at my feet. The civilians parted, giving me an open path the the man, whom I was now convinced was the Son of God.
The men that had carried me all this way set me and my mat down on the ground. The Son of God walked toward me and said, "Take heart, son; your sins are forgiven." I was not expecting this. I thought he would like strike me with a lightning bolt and my legs would start working again, but this was pretty good. I would get to live the rest of my life and eventually see this man again when I die.
The Rabbis whispered among each other. I picked up a couple words. "...fellow...blaspheming!" I knew that this wasn't true, I felt my sins leaving me. This man should do something about them.
"Why do you entertain evil thoughts in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, 'Your sins are forgiven,' or to say, 'Get up and walk'? But I want you to know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins." Then he looked at me and said. "Get up, take your mat and go home." I froze and then feeling returned to my legs. I can barely describe the sensation to you, but I'll do my best. It was like boiling water, then freezing cold, then as if that wasn't enough, agonizing pain. Then I felt like my legs were floating and my toes moved, then my legs bent and lifted the rest of my body up. It was like they had a mind of their own. I bent down, and rolled up my mat. The men that had brought me here were nowhere to be see. They must have left as the Son of Man was talking. I looked to his eyes and I saw something in his eyes that I would never forget. It chilled me to the bones, In a good way. It seems like he could look straight through my soul. His eyes told me to go and rejoice. I did, and my life was never the same.
Thursday, December 11, 2014
Spiritual Walk Week 15 - In Jesus' Time
I dragged the man to where I wanted to go, I wish I could walk around without a host, but that's not how it works. "Hey Bob! Wouldn't it be awesome if we could go around without a host?"
"Yeah, man. This guy is getting cramped."
"Who is that in the distance? He seems to be glowing?" said one of us in the other man.
"He looks like God..." said Bob
"What do you want with us, Son of God?" I said.
"Have you come here to torture us before the appointed time?" added Bob
"We don't have a chance against this guy." I said
"I know, but I don't wanna cease to exist... Wait! I have an idea." Then Bob took control of the man and said, "If you drive us out, send us into the herd of pigs."
"Go!" He said to us.
We were so happy we rushed toward the pigs and decided to go into the lake for a swim. We drowned instead...
"He looks like God..." said Bob
"What do you want with us, Son of God?" I said.
"Have you come here to torture us before the appointed time?" added Bob
"We don't have a chance against this guy." I said
"I know, but I don't wanna cease to exist... Wait! I have an idea." Then Bob took control of the man and said, "If you drive us out, send us into the herd of pigs."
"Go!" He said to us.
We were so happy we rushed toward the pigs and decided to go into the lake for a swim. We drowned instead...
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