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“I Shall Be Whole” { The Woman with an Issue of Blood } Painted by Al Young http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html
“I Shall Be Whole”
{ The Woman with an Issue of Blood }
Painted by Al Young http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html

Immediately Jesus, perceiving in Himself that the power proceeding from Him had gone forth, turned around in the crowd and said, "Who touched My garments?" - Mark 5:30

Yesterday we looked at how the woman with the hemorrhage was able by faith to tap the power of God that was resident in Jesus. If you missed it, you can check it out here.

I think what Jesus did is super informative for us.

Jesus saw what the Father was doing and joined. There are times – maybe most of the time – that Jesus was way ahead of the crowd, but somehow, this time, Jesus was not aware ahead of time what the Father was going to do.

Does this seem like blasphemy to you? I promise I am not going for blasphemy. I believe Jesus is God, that He is the 2nd person of the Trinity. I believe He created all things, and that He is eternal.

Here is an important point of theology though. When Jesus walked the earth, He did not stop being God, but He limited His use of the supernatural to only what was possible for a human who was filled with the Holy Spirit.

Rather than Jesus being a magic man, doing miracles by His own creative and redemptive power as God, He did miracles by the Spirit using the power of God. He saw what the Father was doing, and joined Him. Jesus partnered with the Father to do every miracle He did as He walked the streets of Galilee.

And in the story we are pondering currently of the woman with the hemorrhage, the power had already flowed from Jesus into the woman when Jesus picked up on what the Father was doing.

He immediately saw what was happening, and joined it. He confirmed what He was with the Father in four ways

  1. He told her to have courage – “Daughter, take courage” (Matthew 9:22)
  2. He told her what happened – “your faith has made you well” (Luke 8:48)
  3. He spoke peace into her life – “go in peace” (Luke 8:48)
  4. He sent her away with the expectation that not only the bleeding, but the horror that had been her life for twelve years was now over. “be healed of your affliction.” (Mark 5:34)

Lord, I want to be so full of the Holy Spirit that others can tap into it. Let it be a river flowing out of my inner most being into a dry and thirsty land. Lord, I want to be attentive to what you are doing with that river, where it is flowing, so I can speak into the lives you are changing around me with Your words of life.

Ben NelsonThanks for coming by.

See you again soon.

Ben

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“I Shall Be Whole” { The Woman with an Issue of Blood } Painted by Al Young http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html
“I Shall Be Whole”
{ The Woman with an Issue of Blood }
Painted by Al Young http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html

Immediately Jesus, perceiving in Himself that the power proceeding from Him had gone forth, turned around in the crowd and said, "Who touched My garments?" - Mark 5:30

When I read this, two things jump off the page for me.

First, Jesus sensed power flowing out of Him

Next, taking the passage at face value, He did not know where the power went.

(ok – let’s say three things)

Finally (for now) He did not cause the power to flow.

Power:

This power is tangible. Jesus could feel it flow or at least was aware of changes in it. This helps to inform me on what was up in Luke when he reports that:

Now it happened on a certain day, as He was teaching, that there were Pharisees and teachers of the law sitting by, who had come out of every town of Galilee, Judea, and Jerusalem. And the power of the Lord was present to heal them. - Luke 5:17 NKJV

Jesus carried an anointing for healing everywhere He went. There were times when He healed everyone, and there were times when He healed just one. There were times when He did amazing and over the top miraculous stuff, and there were times when ...

“He could do no miracle there except that He laid His hands on a few sick people and healed them.”(Mark 6:5)

So then – at least this time (I am loath to put Jesus in a box and say He does this under these conditions – so we will observe what He did do, but not assume that He does it exactly the same in every circumstance – is that fair?) Jesus was more or less a spectator, or perhaps a commentator on what God was doing with this woman.

She determined what to do. She pressed into proximity of Jesus. She touched Him. The power of God He was carrying responded to her faith.

Is that what happened? Does that sound too New Age-ey?

Did her faith move the power of God that was resident in Jesus without His knowledge or participation?

That’s the way I read it. How about you?

Ben NelsonThanks for stopping by.

See you again soon.

Ben

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“I Shall Be Whole” { The Woman with an Issue of Blood } Painted by Al Young http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html
“I Shall Be Whole”
{ The Woman with an Issue of Blood }
Painted by Al Young
http://alyoung.com/art/work-hem.html

“If I can put a finger on his robe,
I can get well.”
Mark 5:28

Blood in the Sheets

Woman with the Issue of Blood

At first I thought it was my time of month.

Blood in my sheets.

I am so tired of blood in my sheets, but now I am too weak to even care.

My little one was only three then; now she is a young woman, and she is probably finding her own blood in the sheets. It’s strange to think of my daughter in that way, but to me it is always blood.

I have not been able to live with her in over a decade. She and my husband live in town, in our little home right down from the market. Oh how I miss the market!

I was selling my olives there when I first noticed the twinge of pain I now know is my hemorrhage. It was the first night of thousands strung together to make up who I am, who I have become.

I was Gilda the olive girl. I sold olives in the market. I was beautiful. People always remarked about the color of my eyes. They said my eyes matched my olives.

I can’t remember the last time anyone even looked at my eyes.

Now I am forgotten.

This blood—this hemorrhage—has robbed me. It’s as though a thief broke in and took everything.

Not my silver, and linen, and fine china, though those are all gone, too. We sold it all to raise money for the doctors. The doctors couldn’t do a thing. I went to doctors in six villages. I even went down to the hospital in Capernaum, but I returned much as I’d left, only bruised and penniless.

The thief I speak of did not walk away with my possessions; he stole my family, my dignity, my humanity, my identity. I was Gilda the olive girl. Now I am no one. I am invisible. I am a scar on the roadside, to be stepped around, avoided. Who am I? I don’t have an answer.

Not long ago, some lepers were talking about a man. This man, I overheard, was wandering all over the region of Galilee, doing things I’ve never heard of before except at the storyteller’s. Jesus, they call Him. He was opening the eyes of the blind, healing all manner of sickness, and even cleansing some lepers.

Oh that name! Jesus! The LORD is salvation. O how I need a Savior!

When I heard the stories, I felt something deep in my chest, something I had not known for ages. I felt hope. After twelve years of blood on the sheets, after a decade alone, an outcast, forgotten, I felt hope.

My first thought was to go to Him. I must have Him put His hands on me and command this blood to stop. But my own husband was unwilling to touch me. The last time he came and held my hand, they would not let him back in the congregation for a week.

The stories kept coming. He healed everyone in town, laid hands on the sick folk there. I even heard He forgave a man’s sins just a few days back.

Who is this Jesus?

I began to wonder if I could get to Him through the crowds that are always thronging Him. I wondered if I could get close enough to touch Him. I remembered a story from my childhood of the day they threw a dead soldier on the corpse of an old prophet, and the soldier came back to life.

If this Jesus is anything like the old Elisha, I bet just touching the hem of His cloak would be enough to stop my bleeding. As soon as this thought entered my mind, I felt warm all over, like the healing had already started, like the LORD Himself was telling me to do it.

I knew what I had to do. He was walking by, and the crowd, as always, spread around Him like a river flowing through the street. So I went for it. I wrapped my tattered robes around me, covering as much of myself as I could. I kept my eyes to the ground and edged my way into the mob.

I could not see Him yet, but I knew He was only a few paces ahead of me. I kept saying to myself the words I’d heard deep inside my soul: “Touch the hem of His cloak. Touch the hem of His cloak.” It was all I could think, all I could hear.

Then I heard a voice right in front of me.

“Master, where did Jairus say he lived? Do you think it is much farther?”

“Patience, Peter.”

That voice! The heat in my body doubled, and I knew it must be Him. I dove to the ground, my outstretched hand barely brushing the fringe of His robe.

Everything stopped. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest.

The Master stopped. The crowd stopped. My heart stopped.

To my horror, Jesus turned around and said:

“Who touched me?”

Peter laughed. “Who touched You? Everyone touched You. Maybe You should ask who didn’t touch You.”

“Someone touched me. I felt power discharging from me.”

I knew I was caught. I knew He was talking about me. I had broken the law. I had come into the crowd, making them all unclean like me. I had touched Him, and not only was I not allowed to touch anyone, but to touch this man who was not my husband . . . They could arrest me, or excommunicate me, or even stone me.

I was already on the ground, so I found my way to my knees, buried my face in my hands, and blurted out the whole thing.  I waited for His verdict. What would He do? What would He say?

Then there was that voice again.

“Daughter, you took a risk of faith, and now you’re healed and whole. Live well, live blessed! Be healed of your plague.”

Then I understood. The heat I was feeling was right at the source of the bleeding.  As the heat faded, the trickling of blood I’d felt for twelve years was gone. I knew right then and there my nightmare was over.

That was yesterday.

Today I awoke on my cot, and there was no blood.

Today I will return to my home, my husband, my beautiful daughter.

Today I will return to my life, my identity.

When Jesus healed me, He didn’t just stop my bleeding. He restored everything the thief had taken.

What manner of man is this?

~~~
To read the original story, see Matthew 9:18-26, Mark 5:21-43, and Luke 8:40-56.

Copyright - Benjamin Nelson - 2015

Encounters With Jesus - Available Now
Encounters With Jesus - Available Now

The story above is a chapter from my book Encounters With Jesus, which is a compilation of forty such stories. It takes the reader from Christ's conception to His resurrection through the eyes of dozens who were touched by His ministry.

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Christ Heals a Man Paralyzed by the Gout. Mark 2:4. Engraving by Bernhard Rode, 1780. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Rode_1.jpg

This story of the paralytic who was carried to the Master by four of his friends appears in 3 of the gospels. Each of course has it’s own highlights and details.

I particularly like how it starts out in Luke’s gospel.

Now it happened on a certain day, as He was teaching, that there were Pharisees and teachers of the law sitting by, who had come out of every town of Galilee, Judea, and Jerusalem. And the power of the Lord was present to heal them. ~ Luke 5:17 (NKJV)

I love this note at the end of this first part of Luke’s tale. “the power of the Lord was present to heal them.” This intrigues me.

Luke wrote this work as a documentation of historical facts, and probably worked from Mark’s earlier account for laying out the events, but clearly gathered information from other first hand witnesses.

It is clear to me that someone he spoke with was aware of the presence of a particular power that accompanied Jesus. I suppose it could be that he is simply stating the fact that since Jesus was there, and He heals folks, that the power of the Lord was there to heal or perhaps the fact that He was teaching, and His teaching was almost always accompanied by healing. Or it may be that someone in the room had been around the Lord when He healed in the past and was able to see the tell tale signs of this healing virtue, or power.

Do you remember the account of the woman with the issue of blood? It says virtue, or power flowed out of Jesus when she touched the hem of His garment, and He sensed this flow of power.

I believe that is what the writer is talking about here, a palpable sense of the power of the Lord to heal, that someone who had been around Him for a while would be able to discern.

The sad part here is that there was a house full of people who were not there to receive, they were there to pass judgment.

Who does this youngster think He is?

I taught Him to read and write, and now He thinks He is something?

What is all the fuss? Isn’t He the one who made my dining room table?

How do you approach the Lord and His word?

How do you listen when the word is preached? Are you a judge, or a recipient.

I have a really simple point today.

Next time you sit under the preaching or teaching of the word, take off your Pharisee’s robes, and put on your student’s (disciple’s) tunic.

The Sun of Righteousness comes with healing in His wings. (Malachi 4:2)

Ben NelsonThanks for coming by today.

See you again soon.

Ben

By the way, if you missed the first hand account of this day in Jesus life, you should check out "Arise, Take up your bed and walk"

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photo credit: AlbinoFlea via photopin cc
photo credit: AlbinoFlea via photopin cc

Sunday afternoon musing

While listening to a podcast yesterday at Fire on your head

David Edwards the co-host said something about God always sending thoughts and ideas our way, and it got me thinking about one of the most precious passages in the Bible, Psalm 139:

Thine eyes have seen my unformed substance; And in Thy book they were all written, The days that were ordained for me, When as yet there was not one of them.

How precious also are Thy thoughts to me, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand. When I awake, I am still with Thee. ~ Psalm 139:16-18

I got thinking that rather than things about us occurring to God as we run into circumstances, what if God in His vast foreknowledge has, before He knit us, before He molded us in our mother’s wombs, thought His thoughts and wrote His book. What if those thoughts are available to us by plugging into the Spirit any time we need them.

Any time we need direction, God’s thought toward us don’t just happen, but are already being broadcast, or sitting ready to be tapped.

Think of it like this. One of my favorite Bible Commentators is Matthew Henry. He wrote in the early 18th century. I sit pondering a passage of scripture, and then go digging in his commentary for some further light.

As I read his work, the light turns on and I get a totally new revelation (to me) about the Bible. It happens to be something Matthew Henry wrote in 1709, but I just tuned in 300 years after the fact.

It was there for the taking. My dad had a set of these commentaries that he bought before I was born, so any day in my life I could have gotten this “new” idea from the good old MHC.

So it is with God’s knowledge of us and what we will be needing.

The One Who formed us, Who knows our end from our beginning, Who knows every possible consequence of every possible choice we could make, has thought about these things and written them in His book about us.

And He has not locked that book away so we can not get to it. It is available to be checked out of His library any time.

We simply need to plug in.

I am convinced this is how Jesus lived. Daily communing with the Father, senses tuned to hear His voice and His council as He walked the paths of Galilee.

God is not perplexed by your circumstances. He knows you and would be glad to share some great ideas with you.

So turn down the noise in your life that drowns out His voice, grab that volume from His library shelf, and settle in for a good read.

Ben NelsonThanks for stopping by.

See you again soon.

Ben

Jesus is getting ready to leave town. He has checked out of “La Quinta Capernaum” and is headed down toward the docks. As always He is set about with crowds of folks who have been hanging on His every word.

And another of the disciples said to Him, “Lord, permit me first to go and bury my father.” ~ Matthew 8:21

I don’t think this is one of the twelve. More likely someone who was on the hillside for the Sermon on the Mount, or one who happened to be in the synagogue when He declared His messianic mission a week or so earlier. But you know what, it might be one of the twelve for that matter.

In any case, it was someone who had been following long enough to be considered one of Jesus’ students. This word ‘disciple’ means ‘learner under discipline.’

Jesus’ answer always seemed a little cold to me.

But Jesus said to him, “Follow Me; and allow the dead to bury their own dead.” ~ Matthew 8:22

I am thinking there are a couple different ways Jesus could have handled this. He could have drawn a map in the dust of the region of Galilee and showed the man where He was heading, so He could catch up again. He could have gone with this man to his father’s funeral. For that matter he could have headed over and raised his dad from the dead.

But I suspect this is not what is going on. I have a hunch that the man’s father was not dead yet.

I knew a man once who made a strong profession of faith and was following for more than a year. But he was from a Jewish background, and his elderly mom was a good Jewish mamma.

One day we were walking together and he began to ask me about his mamma’s future, since she did not know Jesus.

I suggested we pray for her, and that we ask the Lord for ways that he could begin to tell her about what a difference Jesus had made in his life, and how she should come and get to know the Messiah.

He told me he could never tell his mother that he had become a Christian. His exact words were "It would kill her if she knew I was a Christian." He could never believe that his mom needed Jesus. She was a good Jew.

I have a hunch this is what is going on here. The question is not, can you give me 24 hours to take care of my father’s remains and sit with my relatives for a while. It is more like: As soon as my father passes away I will join your band of misfits.

This is why Jesus’ answer seems so harsh.

If you want to be My disciple, stop what you’re doin’, swallow what you’re chewin’, and follow Me.

  • Not soon
  • Not later
  • Not someday
  • Not when I am out of debt
  • Not when I get married
  • Not when I am out of school
  • Not when my children are out of the house
  • Not when I retire

Jesus’ call to you today is simple – Follow Me.

Ben NelsonThanks for stopping by today.

See you tomorrow

Ben

Hey, don’t forget Friday’s coming – got questions – feel free to drop in at Friday Q&A so we can toss some ideas around.

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Jesus is getting ready to leave town. He has checked out of “La Quinta Capernaum” and is headed down toward the docks. As always He is set about with crowds of folks who have been hanging on His every word.

And another of the disciples said to Him, “Lord, permit me first to go and bury my father.” ~ Matthew 8:21

I don’t think this is one of the twelve. More likely someone who was on the hillside for the Sermon on the Mount, or one who happened to be in the synagogue when He declared His messianic mission a week or so earlier. But you know what, it might be one of the twelve for that matter.

In any case, it was someone who had been following long enough to be considered one of Jesus’ students. This word ‘disciple’ means ‘learner under discipline.’

Jesus’ answer always seemed a little cold to me.

But Jesus said to him, “Follow Me; and allow the dead to bury their own dead.” ~ Matthew 8:22

I am thinking there are a couple different ways Jesus could have handled this. He could have drawn a map in the dust of the region of Galilee and showed the man where He was heading, so He could catch up again. He could have gone with this man to his father’s funeral. For that matter he could have headed over and raised his dad from the dead.

But I suspect this is not what is going on. I have a hunch that the man’s father was not dead yet.

I knew a man once who made a strong profession of faith and was following for more than a year. But he was from a Jewish background, and his elderly mom was a good Jewish mamma.

One day we were walking together and he began to ask me about his mamma’s future, since she did not know Jesus.

I suggested we pray for her, and that we ask the Lord for ways that he could begin to tell her about what a difference Jesus had made in his life, and how she should come and get to know the Messiah.

He told me he could never tell his mother that he had become a Christian. His exact words were "It would kill her if she knew I was a Christian." He could never believe that his mom needed Jesus. She was a good Jew.

I have a hunch this is what is going on here. The question is not, can you give me 24 hours to take care of my father’s remains and sit with my relatives for a while. It is more like: As soon as my father passes away I will join your band of misfits.

This is why Jesus’ answer seems so harsh.

If you want to be My disciple, stop what you’re doin’, swallow what you’re chewin’, and follow Me.

  • Not soon
  • Not later
  • Not someday
  • Not when I am out of debt
  • Not when I get married
  • Not when I am out of school
  • Not when my children are out of the house
  • Not when I retire

Jesus’ call to you today is simple – Follow Me.

Ben NelsonThanks for stopping by today.

See you tomorrow

Ben

Hey, don’t forget Friday’s coming – got questions – feel free to drop in at Friday Q&A so we can toss some ideas around.

As they were hanging around in Galilee there was a day when Peter invited Jesus over for dinner.

And when Jesus had come to Peter’s home, He saw his mother-in-law lying sick in bed with a fever. And He touched her hand, and the fever left her; and she arose, and waited on Him. ~ Matthew 8:14-15

photo from the second lunch

Was this the scene?

Peter:   (holding his cell phone) Honey, I am bringing the boss home for dinner, can you make some extra humus and maybe scare up something special for desert?

Pete’s wife:  Peter! You know mother is in bed with a fever, and I can hardly keep up. It never stops: ‘I’m thirsty,’ ‘I’m too hot, open the shutters,’ ‘I’m too cold, get me a blanket,’ ‘where’s the TV guide.’ And now you want me to cook for Jesus?

Peter:  Oh and can you tidy up a bit? I don’t want Him to think I am a slob.

Pete’s wife:  I pretty sure He already knows – did you take a whiff of that tunic you wore this morning? It smelled like you have been dancing with the camel.

Peter:  By the way, Andrew James and John are coming too.

Ok – maybe not, but in any case Jesus comes over to Peter’s house.

I actually really enjoy the little glimpses we have into this relationship between Jesus and Peter. I know everyone always says that John was Jesus’ best friend, but that is mostly because John said it all the time.

There are a couple times when Jesus and Peter share some intimate moments.

Remember when the tax man came around? The tax man asked Peter if Jesus paid taxes, and Peter said yes, and then closed the door in their faces. He headed directly to Jesus as if to say “Jesus, do we pay taxes?” and before he could say anything Jesus explained why they should not have to, but ended with this:

But, lest we give them offense, go to the sea, and throw in a hook, and take the first fish that comes up; and when you open its mouth, you will find a stater. Take that and give it to them for you and Me. ~ Matthew 17:27

I love the phrase there – for you and Me. It is so personal.

Here again we have an account of Jesus going to Peter’s house. I don’t know if He went simply to heal Peter’s mother-in-law, or if they were just hanging out together, and Jesus walked into a bad situation.

I love it when Jesus walks into a bad situation, don’t you?

  • Blind from birth
  • Diseased for 38 years
  • Internal bleeding for 18 years
  • Leprosy
  • Thousands of demons
  • Money changers in the temple
  • Sword wielding soldiers
  • Even the TAX MAN!!!

Or like today a woman in bed with a fever. When I get thrust into bad circumstance it is not always pretty. It can bring out the worst in me. The circumstances change me. Put Jesus in a bad circumstances and the circumstances are getting ready to change. [Tweet This]

How are your circumstances today?

It’s time to invite Jesus over for dinner, don’t you think?

Lord, today, this day, I want to invite you to come into my circumstances. I don’t know what you are going to do when you get here, but I give you free rein. Turn over the tables if you want, or we could just go fishing. You say Lord.

BenThanks for coming by.

See you again soon.

Ben

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As they were hanging around in Galilee there was a day when Peter invited Jesus over for dinner.

And when Jesus had come to Peter’s home, He saw his mother-in-law lying sick in bed with a fever. And He touched her hand, and the fever left her; and she arose, and waited on Him. ~ Matthew 8:14-15

photo from the second lunch

Was this the scene?

Peter:   (holding his cell phone) Honey, I am bringing the boss home for dinner, can you make some extra humus and maybe scare up something special for desert?

Pete’s wife:  Peter! You know mother is in bed with a fever, and I can hardly keep up. It never stops: ‘I’m thirsty,’ ‘I’m too hot, open the shutters,’ ‘I’m too cold, get me a blanket,’ ‘where’s the TV guide.’ And now you want me to cook for Jesus?

Peter:  Oh and can you tidy up a bit? I don’t want Him to think I am a slob.

Pete’s wife:  I pretty sure He already knows – did you take a whiff of that tunic you wore this morning? It smelled like you have been dancing with the camel.

Peter:  By the way, Andrew James and John are coming too.

Ok – maybe not, but in any case Jesus comes over to Peter’s house.

I actually really enjoy the little glimpses we have into this relationship between Jesus and Peter. I know everyone always says that John was Jesus’ best friend, but that is mostly because John said it all the time.

There are a couple times when Jesus and Peter share some intimate moments.

Remember when the tax man came around? The tax man asked Peter if Jesus paid taxes, and Peter said yes, and then closed the door in their faces. He headed directly to Jesus as if to say “Jesus, do we pay taxes?” and before he could say anything Jesus explained why they should not have to, but ended with this:

But, lest we give them offense, go to the sea, and throw in a hook, and take the first fish that comes up; and when you open its mouth, you will find a stater. Take that and give it to them for you and Me. ~ Matthew 17:27

I love the phrase there – for you and Me. It is so personal.

Here again we have an account of Jesus going to Peter’s house. I don’t know if He went simply to heal Peter’s mother-in-law, or if they were just hanging out together, and Jesus walked into a bad situation.

I love it when Jesus walks into a bad situation, don’t you?

  • Blind from birth
  • Diseased for 38 years
  • Internal bleeding for 18 years
  • Leprosy
  • Thousands of demons
  • Money changers in the temple
  • Sword wielding soldiers
  • Even the TAX MAN!!!

Or like today a woman in bed with a fever. When I get thrust into bad circumstance it is not always pretty. It can bring out the worst in me. The circumstances change me. Put Jesus in a bad circumstances and the circumstances are getting ready to change. [Tweet This]

How are your circumstances today?

It’s time to invite Jesus over for dinner, don’t you think?

Lord, today, this day, I want to invite you to come into my circumstances. I don’t know what you are going to do when you get here, but I give you free rein. Turn over the tables if you want, or we could just go fishing. You say Lord.

BenThanks for coming by.

See you again soon.

Ben

Words in Red Gospel of Matthew (4)
Words in Red Gospel of Matthew (4) (Photo credit: Lex Photographic)

It's hard to believe i have actually come to the end of the Sermon on the Mount. It has been a year now. I started blogging on June 9th 2012, and started with the Beatitudes. I did take a few detours along the way, but I have been living in this wonderful sermon for a full year now.

Before I move on, someone once pointed out to me a verse in Matthew 4 just preceding this wonderful sermon, where Matthew lays out his plan.

Jesus was going throughout all Galilee, teaching in their synagogues and proclaiming the gospel of the kingdom, and healing every kind of disease and every kind of sickness among the people. ~ Matthew 4:23

My friend pointed out to me that this verse acts as an outline to the next five chapters.

For three chapters we will see His teaching ministry in full swing. I believe that Jesus taught the sermon on the mount in one time and in one place, but I also think it was more or less His 'manifesto' so to speak. It sums up much of what He will teach over the course of His ministry.

The following two chapters, 8 and 9, focus on HIs ministry around Galilee healing, delivering, and just saving in general. There are some thrilling and profound miracles we see in these next two chapters.

Matthew uses this pattern of teaching and healing ministry as his outline, but we will find that Jesus used it as his main M.O. Not always but often he would teach and then heal. The teaching ministry makes a place for the healing ministry.

So faith comes from hearing, and hearing by the word of Christ. ~ Romans 10:17

In fact, my favorite pattern for ministry is Worship, which draws the presence of God (a greater manifestation of the presence of God - I get that the Spirit is always with the believer) ministry in the word, and then interactive hands on ministry with those with specific needs. I am totally OK if you want to mix it up a bit though.

BenThanks for coming by.

See you soon.

Ben

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