Matthew 9:28–29
And when He had come into the house, the blind men came to Him. And Jesus said to them, “Do you believe that I am able to do this?”They said to Him, “Yes, Lord.”Then He touched their eyes, saying, “According to your faith let it be to you.”
In the measure that we believe in the power of God to do what we cannot is the measure that we can receive from Him. It is in His power to change us and heal us. he does this in the salvation that He offers us. in the name of Jesus the anointed of God His goodness and mercy is shown in those who believe. He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow and with Him nothing is impossible! To God alone all glory. Carla
Acts 14:8-10
8 And in Lystra a certain man without strength in his feet was sitting, a cripple from his mother’s womb, who had never walked. 9 This man heard Paul speaking. Paul, observing him intently and seeing that he had faith to be healed, 10 said with a loud voice, “Stand up straight on your feet!” And he leaped and walked. (NKJV)
The Roman poet Ovid told of an ancient legend in which Zeus and Hermes came to the Phrygian hill country disguised as mortals seeking lodging. After being turned away from a thousand homes, they found refuge in the humble cottage of an elderly couple. In appreciation for the couple’s hospitality, the gods transformed the cottage into a temple with a golden roof and marble columns. All the houses of the inhospitable people were then destroyed. This ancient legend may be the reason that the people treated Paul and Barnabas as gods. After witnessing the healing of the cripple, they did not want to make the same mistake as their ancestors. The NKJV Study Bible
Even when Paul and Barnabas are accepted after healing a lame man, they find that the non-Jewish people in Lystra misunderstand their message. Faithlife Study Bible
Acts 3:2
And a certain man lame from his mother’s womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms from those who entered the temple;
Acts 3:8
So he, leaping up, stood and walked and entered the temple with them—walking, leaping, and praising God.
When life does indeed feel upside down, we ask, “How can I ever make a difference in a broken world?”
“What does it mean to create safe places?”
“How can we create places of sanity and sanctuary?”
Well that’s just it, so let us begin here: We—every one of us—do make a difference in the small world.
The small world is the place where we stand. Today.
It is the place where we care, and where we give a damn. And hug and give and try and love and fall down, and get up and repent, and cry and embrace, and challenge and reconcile and heal. Where we stand up—knowing we will not “close our eyes” to injustice—because we choose to make a difference with mercy and kindness.
So. I put my pen down. (Yes, I do indeed write Sabbath Moment with a nib pen.)
And head outside, to wander a wee bit. The sun still high in the sky, and the warmth is reviving and energizing on my skin. And the garden gifts instantly catch my eye. And I smile real big. Anemone blooms—as if faces of laughter, and exuberance. A hummer is at the saliva, here for his afternoon happy hour—and still flapping his wings 50 to 80 times per second. And in the grass nearby, a wood frog lingers, so I chatted with him a wee bit. On one of the roses, new buds, promising Autumn offerings. This I do know, the garden and nature gifts remind you that any “time piece” is of no need, or importance.
Yesterday, my Atlantic magazine arrived. The first article, “The Missing Ingredient of Modern Life. Why we need wonder,” by Ian Bogost.
“I’ve come to believe that wonder, the most immense of our sensations, is the antidote. Wonder can rise up anywhere,” he writes.
Oh my. Yes. And Amen.
And now, it’s paradigm shift time. The question is not, “Where did you feel unsettled or undone today?”
Rather, “Today, where did you see, find, savor wonder?”
“Where did you embrace passion and the delight of wholeheartedness?”
The good news: wonder is not detoured by life's unkindness.
The Celtic church had a word for these moments of transformation. They called them thin places. “A thin place is anywhere our hearts are opened,” writes Marcus Borg. “They are places where the boundary between the two levels becomes very soft, porous, permeable. Thin places where the veil momentarily lifts, and we behold (the ‘ahaah of The Divine’) all around us and in us.” Sabbath Moments