Just doing the parish newsletter for this week and put a few words together for reflection on Gospel of the healing of the parlytic as told in Gospel passage for 7th Sunday in Ordinary time. Thought I’d share it here!
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What did I think as they carried me that day? I’m often asked that.
To be honest, I’m not sure what I thought. I was more or less past caring. Doctors had given up on me. People, even my own family, couldn’t fully understand. I was so weak – so tired! My legs, believe it or not, were the least of my worries. Worry! Funny I should use that word. I was worried. Worried about the thoughts and feelings that went around my brain. I had so much time to think. Often the thoughts were angry and they took shape in tantrums, jealousy, bitterness, hopelessness. I really felt I was a lost cause.
They carried me to have a wonder worked. Even as they laboured beneath my weight, I thought what a futile exercise. I couldn’t believe it when they climbed on the roof. I almost wished they’d fall. That anger in me again. Making a show of me. Lowered as if I wasn’t already low enough. Then I heard it “Your sins are forgiven”. He knew what was troubling me most. I was used to not walking but couldn’t get used to the feelings that travelled with me. “Your sins”, he said, “ are forgiven”. I knew I was cured and, as if that weren’t enough, he told me to get up and walk.
I’m walking since! Walking on air!