This week, I've been reading the Gospel of Mark. In particular one story really struck me as powerful. In the second chapter of Mark, some men bring their friend to where Jesus is healing and speaking with people. Jesus is surrounded, and these men cannot find a way in. So they literally put a hole in the roof above Jesus' head and lower their friend down. Let me just say that again. They punched a hole through a roof to get to Jesus. A roof. With a paralyzed man on a mat that they were also responsible for.
And Jesus, upon meeting them and seeing their faith healed and forgave this man. Just like that. He didn't say, "Get to the back of the line." He didn't chastise them because they didn't wait their turn, or get angry because the paralyzed man had no faith of his own. He said, I forgive you. Pick up your mat and walk (I am paraphrasing here).
For some reason, it totally blows my mind that a person could be so desperate to get to Jesus that they would literally claw their way through a roof to reach Him. And it makes me think that maybe, just maybe, I am being called to do the same. I realize that there isn't an actual roof I need to destroy, but maybe God expects us to be so desperate to reach him, that we would do anything we had to, overcome any obstacle, just to be with him.
Have I mentioned they destroyed a roof?
Have a fantastic week!
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