As soon as they left the synagogue, they went with James and John to the home of Simon and Andrew. Simon’s mother-in-law was in bed with a fever, and they told Jesus about her. So he went to her, took her hand and helped her up. The fever left her and she began to wait on them.
That evening after sunset the people brought to Jesus all the sick and demon-possessed. The whole town gathered at the door, and Jesus healed many who had various diseases. He also drove out many demons, but he would not let the demons speak because they knew who he was.
Very early in the morning, while it was still dark, Jesus got up, left the house and went off to a solitary place, where he prayed. Simon and his companions went to look for him, and when they found him, they exclaimed: “Everyone is looking for you!”
Jesus replied, “Let us go somewhere else, to the nearby villages so I can preach there also. That is why I have come.” So he traveled throughout Galilee, preaching in their synagogues and driving out demons. – Mark 1:29-39
If I could heal sick people at will, do you think there is anything else that I would bother doing in this life? If I could sneak in while patients were sleeping, touch them and remove their cancers, stitch up their broken bones, give sight to their eyes, eradicate the viruses and germs – do you think you could drag me out of the hospitals with chains and a tractor?
Not a chance.
Obviously, I am not Jesus.
I don’t see things as He did and does. I don’t see what sin does to people; how it rots them from within and brings death to their cheery, healthy, happy-looking faces.
I will confess something to you, though. I’ve had a glimpse.
Not just in this life, but in a dream a few nights ago. A nightmare, actually. I dreamed that I could see the effect of evil on people. I dreamed that I could even see objects that had been used for evil purposes, and I saw them differently. They were grotesque underneath their translucent skins, in the kind of way that H.R. Giger designed the black-and-bleached-white flesh-ripped-from-bone world of the creature from the movie Alien and its sequels. Horrific, dead-through-and-through, rank with wickedness, eaten up with malice, consumed by self.
I think I once blogged that I wished I could see things as Jesus sees them.
I no longer wish it.
I understand now – a tiny fractional understanding – the way He sees evil, and sees it in us.
What I cannot comprehend is why He loves us anyway.
But I now have a greater appreciation for His desire, when tempted to spend His time healing the physical, to move on with the good news that brings healing to the inner man.