Friday 7 February, 2020
11 While the man held on to Peter and John, all the people were astonished and came running to them in the place called Solomon’s Colonnade. 12 When Peter saw this, he said to them: “Fellow Israelites, why does this surprise you? Why do you stare at us as if by our own power or godliness we had made this man walk? 13 The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, the God of our fathers, has glorified his servant Jesus. You handed him over to be killed, and you disowned him before Pilate, though he had decided to let him go. 14 You disowned the Holy and Righteous One and asked that a murderer be released to you. 15 You killed the author of life, but God raised him from the dead. We are witnesses of this. 16 By faith in the name of Jesus, this man whom you see and know was made strong. It is Jesus’ name and the faith that comes through him that has completely healed him, as you can all see.
A guest preacher recently shared that in the gospels the pattern of Jesus’ ministry is of Jesus touching one person, then another person, and then another. Jesus touched the lives of individuals like Zacchaeus, the haemorrhaging woman, and the centurion. In this passage we see that Jesus’ disciples continue this, touching the life of one crippled man. The impact is quite astonishing, the miracle draws a crowd of people to hear what has happened, and Peter seizes the opportunity to preach the message of Jesus.
The question I’m faced with is if I want to impact the world, who is the one person I am touching? Who is the one person I am being God’s hands and feet to? Not in the sense that I can only reach out to one person at a time, but that it is about an individual – at work, at the shops, amongst my neighbours… I want to be the vessel God uses to touch the lives of individuals, that I would discover the needs of a person, cry out on their behalf, and see God move in their world and touch their life.
God help me to overcome my fears, and stir in me your compassion and love, that I would have the boldness to touch others. I don’t want to bottle up all that you have done for me and poured into me, but Lord may it flow out of me and into others. Amen.
Written by Ps. Bethany Waugh
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