One man, who had been sick for 38 years, was lying there. Jesus saw the man lying there and knew that he had been sick for a long time. So Jesus asked the man, “Would you like to get well?” The sick man answered Jesus, “Sir, I don’t have anyone to put me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I’m trying to get there, someone else steps into the pool ahead of me.” Jesus told the man, “Get up, pick up your cot, and walk.” The man immediately became well, picked up his cot, and walked.
That happened on a day of worship. So the Jews told the man who had been healed, “This is a day of worship. You’re not allowed to carry your cot today.” The man replied, “The man who made me well told me to pick up my cot and walk.” The Jews asked him, “Who is the man who told you to pick it up and walk?” But the man who had been healed didn’t know who Jesus was. (Jesus had withdrawn from the crowd.)
Some things to ponder as we reflect on this passage:
- How often do we make excuses for our circumstances, and think that we are bound for failure because of our own, human inabilities?
- How often do we forget that simply following one simple command from Jesus can result in a life-changing experience?
- How often do we get caught up in the rules and regulations of “the sabbath,” and don’t realize that a miracle can, or may have happened in our midst?
- How often do we encounter Jesus, but don’t realize who He is?
I definitely realize that, too often, I am the man in need of healing, but I am usually too busy thinking about my own inadequacies and making excuses that I fail to recognize Jesus.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this passage. Where do you see yourself in this story?