“My son, I say, be of good cheer. Your sins have been forgiven.”
Oh, what uplifting words to the poor paralyzed man were given!
No more sack cloth or ashes, for God’s strength was found in joy.
God’s grace did not depend upon him being a good boy.
His clapping friends above upon the shattered roof were smiling,
The righteous man had seen their faith, though others were reviling.
Their inward thoughts heaped tons of dirt upon the Lord of glory.
What happened next put even more excitement in the story.
The startled crowd that stood inside the house began to mumble,
With voices too hushed to be heard, “Our teacher isn’t humble!”
“To think that he can pardon sins! His mind must not be steady.”
Before the words had left their lips, he had his answer ready.
“What’s easier? To forgive him or to tell him ‘rise and walk’?”
With confidence and truth, he answered their unspoken talk.
The quiet murmurers drew back in shock. How could this be?
How did he get inside their minds? It came so suddenly!
His unexpected “snappy answer” took them by surprise.
They fell off their proverbial chairs and rubbed wide open eyes
To find themselves thrown off their high and mighty babbling tower
As Jesus, with one bold, swift move, made His Word known with power.
“Arise, pick up your mat, and go back to your house today,”
He told the man, who saw he had no choice but to obey.
He stood up with a shout, all smiles, jumped up off the floor,
Picked up his mat, sidestepped the cat, and walked straight out the door.
To those who say God ruins fun, I beg to disagree.
See how He healed the crippled man and made the blind to see!
For, if the Son shall set you free, you shall be free indeed.
Or must somebody wreck a roof that you might see your need?