Do You Want To Be Healed?
John 5: 1-18
Well, if this wasn’t the craziest day! Joe and I went to get Will again this morning. We took him down to rehab. He wasn’t ready when we got there to pick him up. He doesn’t much care whether he goes or not. I can’t say that I blame him. Year after year of rehab with no progress, nothing to show for it. He just sits there. He doesn’t try anymore. It’s like the light has gone out in his soul. He just passes the time. One day rolls into another. The days turn into months and the months into years.
Jesus was back in Jerusalem for another feast. We don’t know which feast, but that’s not important. He was at a place called Bethesda , where there is a pool by the Sheep Gate. Invalids of all kinds gathered there, waiting for the pool to stir. When it did, they all clamored to get to it first. Legend had it that angels stirred that pool and that when they did, the first to enter it would be healed. It was one of those local legends that probably wasn’t true, but when you’re crippled or blind, you hang on to what holds out a little hope.
It was just a freak accident. Joe and Will were at my house, We were shooting hoops, playing two on one. I drove for a layup and Will went up to block. We fell with me on top. Will couldn’t get up. The doctors never could say for sure why he never walked again. His spinal cord was okay. But that was so long ago. Now we are middle aged and Will has never walked. I feel guilty to this day. I guess that’s why Joe and I still take him to rehab.
Jesus saw a man, an invalid. John doesn’t tell us the specific type of illness, but we know the man couldn’t walk. He had been that way for 38 years. That’s a long time in any age. In Jesus’ time, an average life span was barely in the forties, so this man had been an invalid for most of his life. Jesus asked the man a question: “Do you want to be healed?”
I have thought many times that something is missing in Will. Who knows why he couldn’t walk in the beginning. That was a long time ago. He suffered a big trauma and for a while, it was understandable. But then it kept going. And he got weaker and weaker until finally, his legs were too weak to hold him up even if he could walk. At first, he seemed to try. At first, he seemed to want to get well. But after a while, he changed. He just didn’t seem to have any motivation. He got where he just didn’t believe anymore that he was worth healing.
The man at the pool was almost condescending to Jesus. He explained woodenly that he could never get to the pool first, so he would never have a chance to be healed. Jesus said: “Get up, take up your bed, and walk.” At once, the man did as he was told. He just got up and walked away. The healing took place on the Sabbath, and the Jews saw him carrying his bed, which was prohibited. The Jews had thirty nine Sabbath prohibitions and one of them was carrying a burden. Carrying a pallet was a burden, just like carrying a needle in your robe. This was sin. It was potentially punishable by stoning, so the man defended himself. He said he just did what the healer had told him to do.
A woman has been visiting Will at rehab. She is a Christian volunteer. I’ve met her. She’s not a minister, but she seems very dedicated. She’s been coming to see Will for months. She is so patient and so faithful. She is always telling Will about how God loves him more than he knows. You can see her faith in her eyes and hear it in her voice.
The man was questioned by the Jewish leaders. He didn’t even know who healed him. He never said thank you, never indicated any kind of faith. Later, Jesus found him in the temple area. He told the man to go and sin no more, that nothing worse may happen to him. As a thank you, the man went to the Jews to identify Jesus to them. In John 9, a thankful blind man defends Jesus to the authorities. Not here. The man turned in Jesus as though he were a criminal. This fella never got it. He was selfish, dull and lucky. But the story was never about him, anyway.
Well, I said that today was the craziest day, because of what happened. Joe and I dropped off Will at rehab and got him situated. Then we left to do a few errands. We didn’t come back for a couple hours. When we did, we found Will sitting in a chair. That wasn’t so unusual, but the smile on his face was something I hadn’t seen for years. His friend was there. She was smiling too. It was so obvious that something big had happened. I asked what was going on. Will looked at Joe and me, and then he used his arms to brace himself on the chair. In the next minute, I saw my friend standing up for the first time since we were kids. His legs were very weak and he didn’t last long, but he stood up. He even took a couple steps.
Joe and I were so astonished that we couldn’t speak for a minute. Finally, one of us managed to ask what had happened. Will just looked at his faithful Christian friend and said that she had gotten him to understand that if he really wanted to be healed, he should trust God and wait for the answer. Today was the day when the answer came.
The doctor had been in and mumbled something about psychosomatic injury, and the woman had just laughed out loud. She had looked at the doctor and told him that Will had to learn that he wanted to be healed for God to act in his behalf.
John’s story of the healing of the invalid at Bethesda had the same ending for the invalid as it did for my friend Will. As least, that is the physical outcome. Actually, the stories are quite different. My story about my friend Will is completely fictional, while the story of the invalid at Bethesda is true. It is Gospel.
The story about Will invites us all to participate in the kingdom by trusting the power of God to do that which we as humans can never do alone, even to the point of a physical miracle. That is a great story. In the end, Will trusted Jesus. He wanted to be healed in his heart and he dared to hope for physical healing to come as well. His faith helped to bring about that healing.
The story about the invalid healed by Jesus is also a great story, even greater than the one about Will, because the invalid is not our favorite character. Even the most charitable reading of that miracle shows the man to be full of despair and incapable of even a thank you. He is selfish, thoughtless and a tattletale. And yet, he is healed of his physical problems. The real story is that the power and authority of Jesus Christ is so “over the top” of human existence that when Jesus commands us to get up, we get up! When he tells us to walk, our legs will work even if they have not been used for decades! That is the real story of the healing of the man at the pool. And it reminds us of another Johanine story, that of the healing of the ten lepers. Remember? All ten were healed, that is all ten were made physically whole. But only one was made well, and he, a Samaritan, the least likely of the group just like the man at the pool. Here, the invalid is not only seen and healed physically by Jesus; he also is later sought out and found by Jesus, who reminds him that he has a second chance, that what can happen as a result of his sin can make the days of being an invalid look like a walk in the park. Even after his physical healing, Jesus is warning him, caring for him, reminding him that he still has to want to be healed to benefit fully from his encounter with the Master.
The fictional story of Will is our model, for we do not want to be the man at the pool. His lot was cast by his despair until Jesus used him to prove a point…that the power of God exceeds all human conditions and limitations, even faith. But Will is our model, for he wanted to be healed. Will came to see the truth of believing faith, and in that faith a miracle was granted.
Do you want to be healed? That is always the question. That is the issue pressing on every decision, large and small, of those who would be saved. Do you want to be healed? The answer to that question is the answer to our lives and our destinies. Sometimes we are lucky enough that the question comes as clearly as it did for our friend Will. Most times, it is much more subtle. Don’t be fooled by the difference. The stakes are the same.
Do you want to be healed? The question came from Jesus himself. The answer must come for you.