A Mindset For A Miracle

Have you ever noticed something on your skin that just didn’t seem quite right? Something that seems to a bit out of place, you know something that didn’t seem to be there at first and now you noticed it? It seems as though it might just be some strange acne, or a rash of some sort.

The problem here is that it started spreading pretty quickly. And in our society, there was no tolerance once word got out that a white spot had been discovered on your skin. So it began in my life as a leper. I was isolated from my family and friends. Cast out of the city limits to live in this village with other lepers. So I question myself like how am I ever going to get well in this environment? I’m surrounded by the very thing that I’m trying to get free from.

Pray for me because I’m kind of upset because every time that I go into to town, I had to call out, leper, leper, leper. I always thought that was dumb for me too had to announce my illness when there were others that had some sickness that they didn’t announce. I didn’t think that it was necessary because everyone knew who the lepers were. In this small community kind of like your city here in Jackson, the word

got around fast especially whenever something bad would happen.

I’m sorry I didn’t mean to get off of the subject but it was really just one more act of humiliation to go through, for me to make this announcement night and day to people who already knew.

I know this sounds a pretty miserable. At least most of my leper friends thought so. In fact, most of them had pretty much thrown in the towel, and had given up. It was just a matter of time until fingers, toes, and ears started falling off, it would not long before their complete demise was about to happen and there was no reason to even believe that life will ever get any better. It was a rapid, downhill slide to death.

But I’ve got to tell you not for me. I’ve always been the eternal optimist. So when I heard that there was a man moving through the countryside. A man with supernatural powers, a man who some were even saying might be the very son of God. I kept hope alive. I said that it would take a great strategy, but if I played my cards right, I just might be able to get close enough to Him, and I know that He could make this whole skin problem disappear.

So one day I heard that he is giving a sermon where he was sitting up on the side of some mountain, just a preaching away. And you know how that works. The people who were attending were just looking at the preacher during the sermons. I mean it was like people weren’t paying any attention, someone could walk right into the back of them

and none of them would even notice. And that was my plan.

As he was preaching, I moved in. And when he finished, I knew my opportunity was upon me. He started heading down the mountain, and this great mass of people turned as he went by, so I fell in line with him, and I began moving with him. I mean he was right there, I could’ve fainted but I knew it was now or never.

So I broke through the crowd, ran right toward him, and began worshipping him. Some of the people around him must have thought I was crazy. But what else could I do. This was the son of God standing right in front of me. Can you think of anything more logical to do than worship him? I couldn’t. So I worshiped him. And as I worshiped him, my faith welled up within me, and I looked at him, and just like Matthew tells you in his record of what happened that day, I said, “Lord, if You are willing, You can make me clean.”

I knew it was that simple. I knew that if he wanted me to be clean, it was a done deal.

So,check out what he did. He reached out his hand, and touched me. I know that this probably is no big deal to you, because you get touched all the time. I used to watch people touch each other all of the time and they was laugh and would have a good time, and I would think man, what I wouldn’t give for someone to be willing to shake my hand, give me a high five. Gently of course, because remember I was still a leper. And then it happens.