Surprisingly simple, the action of this man. Just words of mercy or touches of kindness. Fingers on sightless eyes. A hand on a weary shoulder. Words for sad hearts… all fulfilling the prophecy: “A bruised reed he will not break, and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out.”
Again I ask. Why are these portraits of the Bible? Why does this gallery exist? Why did God leave us one tale after another of wounded lives being restored? So we could be grateful for the past? So we could look back with amazement at what Jesus did?
No. No. No. A thousand times no. The purpose of these stories is not to tell us what Jesus did. The purpose is to tell us what Jesus does.
“Everything that was written in the past was written to teach us,” Paul penned. “The Scriptures give us patience and encouragement so that we can have hope” (Rom. 15:4)
-- Max Lucado, He still moves stones p. 190
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