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Sunday, January 11, 2015

Spiritual Walk Week 17 - In Jesus' Time

          Jesus was walking through a town preaching and talking with a bunch of people. I was standing next to him so that people wouldn't get to close and hurt him or something like that. I knew he could heal himself, but he had a habit of helping others and forgetting about himself. Anyway, the crowd suddenly parted and a man stepped forward and fell to his knees before Jesus. 
          He cried and wailed and pleaded with Jesus saying, "My daughter has just died. But come and put your hand on her, and she will live."
          So naturally, Jesus pitied this man and started on his way toward the man's house. The man talked about his daughter and how amazing she was and all that stuff. During this time, the crowd crowded around Jesus a little more.
          Then Jesus suddenly stopped and said "Who touched me?"
          I couldn't control myself. I broke out laughing. "Everyone is touching you. We're in a crowd man!"
          "Power has left me." said He.
          "I'm so sorry, but I just had to---" A small woman said.
          Jesus turned and looked at the woman on the ground. "Take heart, daughter. Your faith has healed you."
          I stared. The crowd was quiet. Them woman looked at her white robes that I could have sworn were red, moments before. Then she got up and walked away as everyone stared.
          Then the man whose daughter was dead cleared his throat. Jesus then turned and followed him to his house. When He walked into the house He said to the people inside. "Go away. The girl is not dead but asleep."
          Everyone laughed at him except me. I'd seen the woman get healed. I herded the crowd outside and then I followed him in with the father in tow. Jesus took the girl by the hand, and she got up. Everyone was amazed when they saw her walk into the sunshine.

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.

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.

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...

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Spiritual Walk Week 13 - In Jesus' Time

          Jesus was finished teaching for the day and he decided to walk sail out to sea, so we followed him into the boat. The waves were peaceful and the air was quiet. In many ways, this day could be described as a perfect day. John and I pulled up the sails and the others took some ores and pushed us into the water. Jesus was so tired that he went to the back of the boat to sleep. He had a long day, he deserves rest.
          Soon, we neared the center of the lake. The wind howled around us, rousing the waves and dark clouds blocked the sun from view. It started to rain. Just when I was thinking this was a perfect day. The waves crashed into us, threatening to flip the boat. How could Jesus sleep through this?... That's it!!! 
          "Let's wake him up, maybe he can help!" I yelled to my brother John.
          "Yeah!" he responded. Then he went to the back of the boat where Jesus was sleeping and he said. "Lord, save us! We're going to drown!"
          Jesus awoke and yawned. "You of little faith, why are you so afraid?" Then he got up and said. "Peace, be still" I wasn't sure what he was talking to until the wind stopped and the waves calmed down.
          "What kind of man is this? Even the winds and the waves obey him!" I said in amazement.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Spiritual Walk Week 12 - In Jesus' Time

          The Master was teaching one day as we were walking into Capernaum. Then we saw a group of chariots racing toward us.
          "Is that the Centurion?" Andrew mumbled.
          "Sure looks like it." I responded.
          Then John called out in panic mode. "Jesus! Master! A centurion is coming toward us. Do you think he is coming to arrest us? Should we hide?"
          "Have faith." Said Jesus. "Do not hide from the good, and God will deliver us from whatever happens."
          The chariots came closer and stopped in front of Jesus. "Which one of you is Jesus? Jesus of Nazareth." asked the Centurion.
          I fingered the knife in my belt. "I am he." said Jesus.
          Then the Centurion did something surprising, he knelt down as said, "Lord, my servant lies at home paralyzed, suffering terribly." What kind of a man would care about his servant? He is just a servant.
          "Shall I come and heal him?" asked Jesus.
          The centurion replied, "Lord, I do not deserve to have you come under my roof. But just say the word, and my servant will be healed. For I myself am a man under authority, with soldiers under me. I tell this one, 'Go,' and he goes; and that one, 'Come,' and he comes. I say to my servant, 'Do this,' and he does it."
          Jesus turned around and addressed us saying, "Truly I tell you, I have not found anyone in Israel with such great faith. I say to you that many will come from the east and the west, and will take their places at the feast with Abraham, Isaac and Jacob in the kingdom of heaven. But the subjects of the kingdom will be thrown outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth." Then he said to the Centurion, "Go! Let it be done just as you believed it would."
          The Centurion was about to give the command to leave when. Dust rose up in the distance, eventually coming into view as chariots. The chariots stopped behind the Centurion's entourage. The man in the lead chariot yelled out, "Master, it is I. I don't know what happened, it's a miracle! I'm healed!"
          The Centurion immediately went up to his servant and hugged him tightly. To this day I, the mighty Simon-Peter, have never seen a show of Love this powerful.

Sunday, November 9, 2014

Spiritual Walk Week 11 - In Jesus' Time

          I was a young man. I'd like to think I was too young to have leprosy, but sadly, I had the horrendous disease. I was stricken with this disease about a year past. It wasn't too bad at the beginning, but it got worse. I lost feeling in my hands, my legs were useless, and my once attractive face became ugly beyond repair. I thought there wasn't any hope for me. 
          Then one day, I heard that a man named Jesus was coming into town. At first it didn't faze me. "So, a man named Jesus is coming into our area, what's so special about him?" I asked one of my fellow lepers. That's when he launched into wonderful stories of this man healing the sick and preaching on mountainsides. Oh, how I want to see this man so that I can know if what my friend says is true.
          The next day, I awoke and saw a large group of people walking down the main city street. There was a medium sized man in the middle wearing the clothes of a Rabbi. This must be the Jesus my friend was talking about. I crawled up to him. Everyone around him gasped and stepped a few feet away, except Jesus.
          "Lord, if you are willing, you can make me clean." I said to him.
          Jesus reached out and touched me. He really touched me, this man surely wasn't afraid. "I am willing, be clean!" said Jesus with a beautiful voice. I felt my body jerk and then nothing... wait, no. I feel everything. I stood up without knowing I stood up. I walked up to Jesus without fault in my steps. He embraced me. "See that you don't tell anyone. But go, show yourself to the priest and offer the gift Moses commanded, as a testimony to them." said he, the wonderful healer. I was so happy, I told everyone on the way to the temple.