The Bible says that there was a pool in Jerusalem called Bethesda. It had five porches and in those porches lay a great number of sick folk, some blind, some crippled, some paralyzed. There was a certain man there who had suffered a deep-seated and lingering disorder for thirty-eight years. When Jesus noticed him lying there helpless, knowing he had already been in that condition a long time, he said to him, "Do you want to become well?"
The invalid answered, "Sir, I have nobody when the water is moving to put me into the pool; but while I'm trying to come myself, somebody steps down ahead of me."
Jesus said to him, "Get up, pick up your bed and walk!" Instantly the man became well, picked up his bed and walked.
Why, I wonder, does this remind me of trying to get my Covid-19 vaccination? Probably because I'm not eligible to get a shot in a care facility - I live in my own home. Neither can I stand in a long line or carry my own chair because I'm eighty-eight years old. Currently my physician does not give these shots and the pharmacy does not have a sufficient supply of the vaccine. Yes, I do want to remain well. I need Jesus.
