Now [Jesus] was teaching in one of the synagogues on the sabbath. And just then there appeared a woman with a spirit that had crippled her for eighteen years. She was bent over and was quite unable to stand up straight. When Jesus saw her, he called her over and said, ‘Woman, you are set free from your ailment.’ (Luke 13:10-12)
We see ourselves in Jesus’ eyes as he
watches the bent woman shuffling across the cobblestones.
She says nothing but longs for a life she
cannot have. I suspect that is why she came to the synagogue the day Jesus was
there, hoping for healing and release.
Still, she could not have known what was
in Jesus’ eyes. She could not have known he would see and touch her with a
healing hand, which irritated the synagogue leader who imagined good order is
more important than divine compassion.
For that is what is in Jesus’ eyes, for
each of us.
We live encompassed within the
compassionate gaze of an Everlasting Love, who reaches out to enfold us in
Love’s healing presence.
Not everything gets healed in this life.
We all remain more than a little stooped and bent. Tragedy and sorrow persist,
and even the touch of divine love leaves us hungry for more.
But take a moment. Imagine his eyes ... on
you. Now, say his name, Jesus.
Healing starts here.
David
L. Miller
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