If you’re feeling sick and someone asks you, do you want to be well?, wouldn’t you immediately say yes? I would think anyone would. But there are sicknesses that we keep close to the vest and I don’t think we realize it.
I was listening to a sermon yesterday about the man who was lame 38 years at the pool of Betheseda in John Chapter 5. Jesus came by and asked him if he wanted to be made whole. And what did the man say?
“Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; but while I am coming, another steps down before me.”
Now I’ve read this story and heard it preached many times but it really hit me for some reason last night for the first time. I thought, “why didn’t the man say yes I want to be healed?” There could be many reasons why, here’s what I was thinking (I’m not adding or taking away from the Bible, this is just my imagination):
- He had been paralyzed for so long that maybe he thought he’d always be in that condition.
- For 38 years, he had not gotten closer to that pool to be healed so maybe he didn’t believe he’d ever get there. In all those years, maybe he told himself “someone will beat me to the pool and get healed, somebody always does so why try?”
- Maybe he had gotten so used to his condition that the thought of getting well was foreign to him.
And, he obviously didn’t know who Jesus was or he would have (should have) been grabbing at Jesus’ cloak begging to be healed. My next thought was, “Wow, if I had been in this man’s position, I would have asked to be healed.” Oh yeah?? Well, in prayer The Lord reminded me of a stronghold in my life that hasn’t healed and you know what? I’ve kept it too close to my vest.
I’ve battled fear and depression all my life…all of it. When I got saved, I got better but not whole. And, I have to admit that instead of letting go of my worries and giving them to God, I keep them close to me, too close.
I find myself dwelling on my past mistakes and hurts. I can’t move on because I’m thinking it can happen again. I’m fearful when I should be courageous because Jesus lives in me. When my hubby tells me to let go and let The Lord handle it, what do I say?
“It’s not that easy.”
He says: “Yes it is honey, just make a choice.”
So what am I choosing? What are you choosing? Frankly I’m sick of being afraid, depressed and despaired. I can’t live like this indefinitely.
I want to be made well. Do you? It starts with wanting to be made whole and wanting it more than anything. Next, it means giving this sickness to Jesus and lastly believe He is more than able to heal and that He wants to heal us… physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually, and psychologically.