Last Sunday at church we had some visitors. A teenage boy with his family, he had a moderate learning disability, autism possibly. A young man with severe mobility and learning disability, possibly cerebral palsy, accompanied by his mother. An elderly lady with limited mobility, incontinence and dementia.
The sermon was not engaging with me. So I was looking around, a man with two prosthetic arms another with no arms at all and that was what I could see. What about hidden problems, the hard of hearing, partially sighted, diabetics, heart issues, those with depression, mental illness, anxiety, the bereaved, the lonely, the broken hearted and unloved.
I realised that virtually everybody, if not everybody, in the church were broken. The minister, the congregation were like you and me broken, physically and spiritually broken.
Our only true hope is through the healing power of Christ. Christ loves us all, the blind, the cripple, the incontinent, the depressed and anxious. Only through Christ will we be made whole.
And we must remember we must be Christ to each other, we are called to heal and care for the sick around us.
