Jesus’ Power to Heal
And I walked! By all that is holy, I walked! And I have been walking ever since.
Read this beautiful new poem from our contributing poet, Dan Doyle. In it Dan tells the story of Jesus healing the crippled man by the pool from the perspective of the man healed. Imagine spending a life broken and weary – then looking up to see Jesus’ smiling visage and feel his healing hand. For many of us that has been our experience. See what it must have been like to actually experience Jesus’ healing power.
Bethzatha: John 5: 1-9
Thirty–eight years I’ve been coming here.
In the beginning my parents brought me,
But they went to their graves
And left this duty to my brother and his son.
I was a burden to them.
They didn’t say as much,
But I knew it in their eyes.
They’ve left me here every day
And gone about their daily business.
I was alone. I had no one to
Carry me into the waters
When the Affirming Angel
Stirred the pool into life.
Someone else always got there
Before I could crawl to the pool’s edge.
So I laid there among the broken,
Watching them rush madly
Toward the pools edge
When the waters moved.
I saw so many cured.
And I grew weary of the effort,
My hope faded into
A heavy, dispirited ennui.
Until You came and asked
If I wanted to be cured.
It seemed a cruel question.
“Look at me”, I said.
“I have no one to carry me to the water
When it is stirred up.
What I want, I cannot have”.
Then you said, “Hear me,
Pick up your mat and walk.”
And something within me shouted,
“Yes! Yes!”
I could say nothing less,
For I felt a sudden brightness
Surging within my breast
And coursing through my veins.
My whole being split open with YES!
And I walked!
By all that is holy, I walked!
And I have been walking ever since.
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