JUNE 20, 2026: HOSPITAL BED
Ever been stuck in a hospital bed? As time goes on, you can feel trapped almost as if you were in prison. You want to leave, but you can’t. Usually you get forecasts for release like, “Possibly early next week” or “It looks like maybe…” The truth is that we develop patience by understanding that the Doctor knows best and in the end we will be healed and then set free. It is a necessary prison…right?
Do you see obeying God like being strapped to a hospital bed? Like you would be strapped to a bunch of rules and, “do’s and don’ts?” Many feel as if they would lose their freedom and choices and…fun? Who wants that? Based on this logic, you would have to guess that those who claim to believe, follow God and His directives out of fear, right? Why would anyone want to give up, “Their right to decide?” They haven’t and I’ll tell you why.
They still have the right to choose. They have just exercised their right by choosing Jesus. At some point, most who believe have come to the conclusion that they are sick, (by sin against God) and have sought Him out to be healed. The problem is that many people, (you?) don’t believe that there is anything wrong with them. The symptoms are not visible and/or are easily swept under the carpet. How about, “I’ve gotten along this far without Him so…?” I would wager that nearly everyone deep down knows that God exists and that they will meet Him some day. Until then, they don’t want the hospital bed. You?
Being healed by God means NO hospital stay. In fact, you can be healed and released right away! Surrendering your life to God is not a trap, but instead gives a freedom that many never experience. This however is not to be taken lightly. God takes YOU and His KINGDOM seriously, and so should we. Real conversion requires real faith. Jesus is, “The great physician” and like the Doctor in the hospital, He knows best. Want to be admitted? Something to think about…
The other day, Nancy and I got into some petty argument. (I say it was petty. She would have said it was Armageddon.) As is our nature, neither of us would admit the possibility that we might be in error. To her credit, Nancy finally said, "Look. I'll tell you what. I'll admit I'm wrong if you admit I was right." "Fine." I said. She took a deep breath, looked me in the eye and said, "I'm wrong." I grinned and replied, "You're right."
The teenager lost a contact lens while playing basketball in his driveway. After a brief, fruitless search, he gave up. His mother took up the cause and within minutes she had found the lens. "I looked everywhere, how did you do that?" he asked. "We weren’t looking for the same thing," she explained. "You were looking for a small piece of plastic. I, on the other hand, was looking for $150!"
Are we seeking God for what He’s worth? Don’t put church and God off another week. Come and experience something good this Sunday.