Jesus, overhearing, shot back, "Who needs a doctor: the healthy or the sick?" -Matthew 9:12
My nose is itchy. I feel a full-blown cold coming down. I hate the feeling of being sick. I can't go on with my day normally as I would because I have to deal with this - tissue sucking the life out of my nose every minute or so.
Just as this minor physical infirmity has become the set back of my day, I am struggling with another type of ailment... an ailment of the spirit.
I don't know. I just feel down in the dumps lately. I am not in my emotional best right now. The heaviness persists. It's as if a cloud has been following me around, blocking any tinge of heaven's sunny rays from my sight. My thoughts linger on the seemingly wrong turns I have taken and where these have brought me now.
I am sick. Somebody take me to the ER, please. I need the Lord to revive my soul.
The Lord offers His healing not to the healthy but to the sick, as He promises in His Word today. As much as we need the steady flow of His grace when we are healthy, strong, and happy, when things are going our way, the more we need His healing touch and power to reign in our lives when we are sickly, weak, and drowning in our sinful ways.
After all, He did not come to call the righteous but sinners.
Lord, I let you be the Doctor of my life. Amen.
Ciao!
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