The Beggar

John 5:2-7:This man had no one to help him.  No friends, no family, no church. Can you imagine being that alone?   I can’t imagine being that alone. Not only was he alone he was an invalid. He was someone no one saw.  Jesus saw him.  To the world, this man did not exist. But Jesus saw him.  There are two  men who frequently sit at a local Wal-mart.  One is not as disabled as he appears.  I only know because I actually went to the local VA medical facility and asked.  I had given him some dollars and  have spoken to him.  After  Inquiring at the  VA (he carries a disabled vet sign), I spoke to him once more.  See he told me a story about having an infection and the VA wouldn’t helped.  (this is what made me suspicious, I have worked at the local VA).  Getting to the point,  my friends at the VA knew exactly which man that  I  meant.  One of them told me that they personally had taken a government wheelchair friendly vehicle to pick him up and bring him to the VA for treatment. I guess he frequently told this cleverly crafted story.   The man holding the sign refused to go.  He is a disabled veteran enrolled at the local VA, but he uses his problems.  He has decided that being a disabled veteran defines him.  He truly needs Jesus.  I tried to talk to him but he is self focused. Focused on his lie, his story, the one that was crafted to get him pity.  After a second man joined him, one clearly disabled, he is missing a leg; I realized that someone is using these two disabled men for personal gain.  I pray for these men, but I do not give them money. I feel more called to pray for them. I have never spoken to the man that is missing a limb, and I wonder if he is as lost as the other man?  There is a problem with becoming entrenched in lie, it consumes you. The first man is not as disabled as he seems. But that is not entirely true, he is disabled because he does not have a real friend to help him out. I wish I could reach him, but I couldn’t.  When this happens, I pray for someone to be able to reach him.  Not with money, with Jesus.  I say this because the only way out of his situation is for Jesus to be part of his life.

Now there is in Jerusalem near the Sheep Gate a pool, which in Aramaic is called Bethesda  and which is surrounded by five covered colonnades. Here a great number of disabled people used to lie—the blind, the lame, the paralyzed.  One who was there had been an invalid for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and learned that he had been in this condition for a long time, he asked him, “Do you want to get well?” “Sir,” the invalid replied, “I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me.”

 

 

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