“When Jesus saw him lying there, and knew that he had already been a long time in that condition, He said to him, ‘Do you wish to get well?’ The sick man answered Him, ‘Sir, I have no man to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up, but while I am coming, another steps down before me.’" (John 5:6-7.)
Imagine lying at a place of healing for 38 years! You know you have to be the first one into the pool in order to receive that healing, but you can’t move yourself. You must have faith that the pool can heal you, or you wouldn’t keep coming back, but it sure sounds like a hopeless cause to me.
Then this guy stops by. He looks at you and speaks. I don’t know if the man at the pool even knows who Jesus is; I would guess he doesn’t. When Jesus asks, “Do you want to get well?” this guy waffles. He doesn’t get excited and say, “This is it!” He doesn’t say, “Yes!” His response is a complaint about his lot in life.
Sounds a lot like me. Jesus offers me a chance to change my life, and what do I say? Sometimes I say, “But that’s hard, I can’t do that, I need some person to help me.” Sometimes I say, “Yes, Lord, go for it. I want what you have for me.” And sometimes I yank the reins out of His hands and say, “Let me drive this rig.” I have learned to trust Him. I know He wants only the best for me. He’s always there; and when I come to my senses, I give control back to Him.
My prayer is that I will come to the point in my Christian walk where I will just let Him stay in control. How about you? Y’all want to join me in that one?