Matthew 8:1-13, Luke 7
Jesus was not into political correctness by any stretch of the imagination. When a Roman (bad guy, to the Jews) Centurian (an even worse bad guy, as viewed by the Jews) asked for help with his sick servant, he told Jesus not to bother with coming all the way to his house. This soldier understood authority structures, being a military man himself. His belief in Jesus was so solid that he knew that all Jesus had to do was issue the order, and the servant would be healed.
Jesus took the opportunity to not only heal the man’s servant….but also to praise the Roman military man’s faith, going so far as to say that no one in all of Israel had as much faith as He did! It is a miracle in itself that Jesus wasn’t assassinated before his time.
I’ve read this story many times before with an eye to the Roman’s faith, but today something new stood out for me. Read this with me:
Just say the word from where you are, and my servant will be healed. 9 I know this because I am under the authority of my superior officers, and I have authority over my soldiers. I only need to say, ‘Go,’ and they go, or ‘Come,’ and they come. And if I say to my slaves, ‘Do this,’ they do it.”
Who is it exactly who the Roman was comparing his soldiers and slaves to? This Roman soldier understand something about the unseen world that you and I often overlook: Jesus has authority over his soldiers. Who are his soldiers? Angels? Heavenly agents that do His bidding? Or is it that Jesus’ power is so absolute over everything — even sickness — that time and space present no barriers to Him?
Just say the word, Jesus. That is my plea, too! I want to be healed of endometriosis, of fibromyalgia, and of anxiety.
I DO have that faith. I know nothing is impossible for Jesus…and I also know that there may be times in my life that he allows me to suffer so He can mold me and shape me…so I can learn something, so I lean on Him.
Just say the word, Jesus, and I will be healed.