Scripture: Matthew 9
When Jesus encounters a paralyzed man, the expectation of healing was present. “Hey, watch this! He’s been healing people all over the joint and this guy can’t walk…miracle alert!” But Jesus pulls one out of the hat and offers forgiveness to the man. Forgiveness?
“Wait Jesus, you’re not doing it right.” Jesus just juked us. He’s waaaaay off topic here. The religiously righteous especially took umbrage. “Your sins are forgiven? Who does he think he is? God?”
I love a show, but Jesus’ “show” was not for the sake of getting TV ratings…it was to “show” who He was and is. “The Son of Man has come….to seek and save the ones who are lost.”
Healing? No big deal to Jesus. That’s a prayer and a snap. And eventually, even if He was to resurrect a guy or two (which He did), they’d end up dead in the end. Because our spiritual condition is terminal. But to forgive sins? Now we’re in the eternal implications. Which is greater, Jesus asks, to heal or forgive sins? To fix my physical ailments works for me, let’s reverse some aging and I can quit watching those infomercials of products that don’t work. But Jesus is looking to heal something greater-that wound of the soul for which there seems no cure. Even were I a perfect physical specimen of a human, when I’m alone and nobody else is watching, if I’m honest…it hurts. I’m wounded. I’m a cosmic screw up. And it’s self inflicted.
Jesus offers the greatest healing, the deepest freedom, the loosening of the greatest of fetters that bind me….forever forgiveness. My body will die and is dying…fact of life. But Jesus, triggered by a simple response of submission and faith in Him, reversed the course of my life-my eternal life- with a simple phrase that He backed up with His very own blood. Only One could do such a thing…”Your sins are forgiven.”
Who does this Jesus think He is? God? You’d BETTER believe it.