|PARALYZED Mr. Simeon resting besides DISABLED Little Miss Miracle|
There is a simple, sweet, and amazingly short story in the Bible that would be easy to overlook. I am not sure I have ever even heard it preached, in fact. But it always tugs upon my heart when I come to it. Jesus heals the mother-in-law of Peter His disciple. The story pretty much seems to end right there, or so it seems. But it doesn’t. Because in the incredibly few verses in the Bible used to tell the story, there is still a verse to come. So seemingly insignificant, but not so. So significant instead. As soon as Peter’s mother-in-law is healed, guess what she does. She ministers to them.The word “minister”, translated from a Greek word into English, actually means to serve. Wouldn’t it be such a simple, and tempting, thing to feel better after sickness and run off to enjoy good health? Maybe make plans with friends? Head off to the movies? Go on a ski trip? Get back to work? Just get back to enjoying life? Peter’s mother-in-law turned to Jesus, and the others, and she humbled herself and she served.
I can’t think of anything better to do with my salvation, deliverance, and healing than to humble myself before the Lord and to love Him, serve Him, and glorify His name. I still have my bad days, and I still have my hard days, and I still have my obstacles and hurdles and challenges, sometimes even seeming insurmountable. But I know now that whatever comes my way, I have my solid Rock on which to stand. My Rock, my Lord, my Christ, my Messiah, my Savior.
Once broken. Once forgotten. Now through faith in Christ and what He did on the cross, through repentance from my sins and a life committed to following Him through study and application of God’s Word, I am now never left. Never forsaken. Forever loved.
How can I possibly not pour out this love He gives me every day of my life on the world around? How can I not reach out to the lost, the broken, the forgotten, neglected, rejected, abused and abandoned, and pour out God’s mercy through faith in my Rock? After all the Lord has done, and still does, and will do, isn’t this the very least I can do?
“And when Jesus was come into Peter’s house, he saw his wife’s mother laid, and sick of a fever. And he touched her hand, and the fever left her: and she arose, and ministered unto them.” Matthew 8:14-15 KJV
“He drew me up from the pit of destruction, out of the miry bog, and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.” Psalm 40:2 ESV