Do You Want To Get Well?

 Soon another Feast came around and Jesus was back in Jerusalem. Near the Sheep Gate in Jerusalem there was a pool, in Hebrew called Bethesda, with five alcoves. Hundreds of sick people—blind, crippled, paralyzed—were in these alcoves. One man had been an invalid there for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him stretched out by the pool and knew how long he had been there, he said, “Do you want to get well?”

 The sick man said, “Sir, when the water is stirred, I don’t have anybody to put me in the pool. By the time I get there, somebody else is already in.”

Jesus said, “Get up, take your bedroll, start walking.” The man was healed on the spot. He picked up his bedroll and walked off.  (John 5:1-9)   The Message

This fellow had been sitting by that pool for 38 years, waiting for someone to help him in.  And then Jesus walked into the picture and his life changed.

An abortion at age 25 messed me up.  I thought being pregnant was a problem, so I solved it by being unpregnant.  Little did I know, my issues had just begun.  Shame and guilt filled my heart and my life spun out of control.  For 18 years, I allowed the pain and the shame to control my life, believing I was the scum of the earth and not worthy of God’s forgiveness for my sin.

Then one day, Jesus walked into the picture and everything changed …

I wanted to get well.  I was ready to receive his healing touch.

The enemy wants to steal our joy, but Jesus came to give us life, to the full, in abundance.  (John 10:10)

I’m so thankful I didn’t stay bound in my junk for 38 years!

Thank you Jesus for healing my heart!

 

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