I’m a wannabe

John 9 1-41

The healing of a blind man.  You have to read the passage to get all the details.  So much about this chapter bothers me.  Do you ever read something and it feels like you got dirt in your eyes?  Pardon the pun but in truth the irritation is in your spirit?

Jesus heals a blind man with mud he makes with his own saliva and he stands condemned because making mud is considered (working) which cannot be done on the Sabbath.

Jesus heals a blind man, blind from birth and the argument is about whether or not Jesus can be from God since he broke the oral law – As in those added by Rabbi’s to the original commandments.

So let me get this straight – Jesus takes a moment, stops his world to heal a man who has never seen his parents face, or seen the wind blow through leaves or waves roll on the sea.  He has compassion on a man that has never seen the sky or the stars or the sun or flowers or people, a man that has never seen beauty and the religious leader’s only question is “Did Jesus break a rule?”

Sometimes I read through scripture and realize I am all characters but Jesus. 

I can walk past someone with a judgmental or ignorant perspective like the disciples whose first thought was “who sinned, this man or his parent’s”. 

I can be the blind man receiving unmerited mercy, favor and healing and be a bit slow in getting how big a deal it really is.  That my response should be to worship, surrender and follow.

I can be the religious leader who is quick to discount a move of God because it didn’t follow their theology.

But really I just want to be like Jesus.

Jesus is pushy about expanding and enlightening peoples understanding of himself.

Jesus is passionate about bringing healing into every possible situation.

Jesus is persistent in giving us opportunity to understand He is who he says He is.

Jesus is patient and as he gives us opportunities to extend our obedience and faith.

Jesus is perfect

I just wannabe like him.

Today

Today in ministry I am swimming in a sea of grace.

 

Today I see the signs of life in a young lady I have prayed for and met with for over a year.

 

Today I know that she will live and not die.

 

Today I know that she will win so many others away from the enemy that held her captive.

 

Today I am so glad I didn’t quit when I was tired and worked with a team to love her well.

 

Today I know that I can dream of her future and not plan her funeral.

 

Today I am so thankful I that the church exists to find the lost and help the broken.

 

Today I know we added a fighter to the body of Christ.

 

Today I remember that the church is the hope of the world.

 

Today I worship with a grateful heart. 

Today I have energy  for tomorrow

Prayer

It’s two a.m. in the morning and I am awake.  My spirit is awake and praying for those  people I can’t help but love so deeply. Some that are progressing on their journey and still I want more for them and some that have fallen and are in great danger.  And many that are still outside of God’s love and my heart aches for them.  I feast on God while others starve and I long to bring them living bread.

My heart is full of joy and pain as I lift my voice to heaven.

Here is an old Charles Wesley hymn that captures me as I intercede on their behalf.

I want a heart to pray,

To pray and never cease;

Never to murmur at they stay,

or wish my sufferings less.

This blessing, above all ,

Always to pray, I want;

Out of the deep on thee to call,

and never, never faint.

I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,

Unmoved by threatening or reward,

To thee and they great name;

A jealous, just concern

For thine immoral praise;

A pure desire that all may learn

And glorify they grace.

I rest up on they word;

The promise is for me;

My succor and salvation , Lord

Shall surely come frome thee:

But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,

Till thou my patient spirit guide

Into they perfect love.

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