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2 Now in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate there is a pool, called in Hebrew Beth-zatha which has five porticoes. 3 In these lay many invalids—blind, lame, and paralyzed. 5 One man was there who had been ill for thirty-eight years. 6 When Jesus saw him lying there and knew that he had been there a long time, he said to him, “Do you want to be made well?” 7 The sick man answered him, “Sir, I have no one to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; and while I am making my way, someone else steps down ahead of me.” 8 Jesus said to him, “Stand up, take your mat and walk.” 9 At once the man was made well, and he took up his mat and began to walk. Healing stories are woven into every gospel.  And to be honest, given our scientific understandings and the growth in health care/hospitals, alongside new understandings of medicine with methods like acupuncture and vitamins and the complex make up of the food we eat; the stories as the ones above seem like a remnant of a bygone age.

Fresh and In Season

Click here to read John 4:31-42 Ever since moving to Florida, I have been trying to adjust to a different rhythm and setting in life.  One of the many blessings is that right now it is strawberry season here in the Sunshine state.  The other night our family feasted on ripe, ruby red berries that were sweet to the tips of our tongues and a special treat to our still adjusting palates (after all nothing much grows right now in the bleak mid winter of the Midwest).   Jesus has just had a life changing conversation with a Samaritan woman.  He has just offered her living water.  Then, the disciples come back and sound like my mother-in-law.  "Eat something, Jesus, you are skin and bones.  Why not have seconds on the pot roast?  More potatoes?" Jesus then talks about the harvest.  While his words are a bit cryptic, at least they make some sense given the disciples were talking about food.  But, Jesus was not talking about harvesting strawberries or snowballs if yo

Love is in the air

27 Just then his disciples came. They were astonished that he was speaking with a woman, but no one said, “What do you want?” or, “Why are you speaking with her?” 28 Then the woman left her water jar and went back to the city. She said to the people, 29 “Come and see a man who told me everything I have ever done! He cannot be the Messiah,[e] can he?” 30 They left the city and were on their way to him. Recently I was talking with our music minister and he asked a GREAT question, "What made you fall in love with the church?"  What/when was that moment that sent a chill sensation down your spine or goose bumps on your arms or the tiny hairs on your neck to stand on end?  Maybe it was singing "Joy to the World" on Christmas Eve drenched in candle light or maybe it was "Christ the Lord is Risen Today" with brass blaring and you sang out with more gusto than you ever had.  Maybe it was an ordinary day when a church member asked how you were doing and you

Samaritan Worship

16 Jesus said to her, “Go, call your husband, and come back.” 17 The woman answered him, “I have no husband.” Jesus said to her, “You are right in saying, ‘I have no husband’; 18 for you have had five husbands, and the one you have now is not your husband. What you have said is true!” 19 The woman said to him, “Sir, I see that you are a prophet. 20 Our ancestors worshiped on this mountain, but you[c] say that the place where people must worship is in Jerusalem.” 21 Jesus said to her, “Woman, believe me, the hour is coming when you will worship the Father neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem. 22 You worship what you do not know; we worship what we know, for salvation is from the Jews. 23 But the hour is coming, and is now here, when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for the Father seeks such as these to worship him. 24 God is spirit, and those who worship him must worship in spirit and truth.” 25 The woman said to him, “I know that Messiah is comin