But the Lord answered him and said, “You hypocrites! Does not each of you on the sabbath untie his ox or his donkey from the manger, and lead it away to give it water? And ought not this woman, a daughter of Abraham whom Satan bound for eighteen long years, be set free from this bondage on the sabbath day?” When he said this, all his opponents were put to shame; and the entire crowd was rejoicing at all the wonderful things that he was doing.
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It is difficult to imagine that Jesus' critics were bound and determined to be the Sabbath police. Certainly if they have the practicality and compassion to manage their oxen or donkeys, they are not so callous as to insist that this women wait one more day before having this 18 year pain relieved. Were they so jealous of Jesus' power and authority that they would thrust their hands into their pockets looking for weapons and throw the dust of an synagogue rule at Jesus? The opponents stand in shame. The crowd rejoices. We stand crippled watching this scene waiting to be healed ourselves, waiting to have our priorities challenged, waiting to be the bearer of joy, waiting to do wonderful things in his name. Is there a better day than today to stop waiting for a better day?
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Heal us, Lord, of whatever is crippling us and send us out heal. Amen.
Deb Grant, resilient child of God, creative tinker of paper, ink, wood, shiny things, paint and words. The human amusement of a parrot and a dog.
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