Willing

As school crushes in, Diplomas loom, studying seems like a nightmare and other responsibilities beg for my undivided attention... I attempt to close myself in something telephone-booth-like and emerge Superwoman. Able to do anything and everything with perfection, never getting tired, always paying attention... never procrastinating.

Instead, I find myself more often remaining inside that thing-resembling-a-telephone-booth and hiding. Hiding from all the things that I have entangled myself in and enjoy equally.

So when I read from Luke 5 and thought on it, I was hit hard.

To summarize:

"In one of the villages, Jesus met a man with an advanced case of leprosy. When the man saw Jesus,  he bowed with his face to the ground, begging to be healed. 'Lord,' he said, 'if you are willing, you can heal me and make me clean.' Jesus reached out and touched him. 'I am willing, ' he said. 'Be healed!' And instantly the leprosy disappeared."
Luke 5:12-13 (NLT)

"Some men came carrying a paralyzed man on a sleeping mat. They tried to take him inside to Jesus, but they couldn't reach him because of the crowd. So they went up tot he roof and took off some tiles. Then they lowered the sick man on his mat down into the crowd, right in front of Jesus. Seeing their faith, Jesus said to the man, 'Young man, your sins are forgiven.'"
Luke 5:18-20 (NLT)

The very first question for that day (in this book that I started working through since the changing of calendars) was this:

Compare the faith of the leper with that of the friends of the paralytic. Of what was the former uncertain? And how did the latter display their faith? What can we learn from these miracles about prayer?

Do you see?

It was all about willingness.

Those who came to Him had  to believe that He was willing. Willing to heal the hurts and forgive sins.

And I have to believe the same today.

Believe that He is willing to take my load and lighten it for me, to show me what deserves attention and when. To be my all in all. To be my Superman.

Because I am so weak.

And He is so willing.

If only I ask, coming before Him knowing that He longs to be involved in every part of my life, to take my every burden.

And this changes how I pray... I pray knowing that He is willing to do what I ask, if it is within His will, willing to heal, to answer prayers, to there.

Not that He is a vending machine, but because He is who He is and for the glory of His Name.

He has been waiting so long, so patiently, so lovingly... to help you.

Will you let Him?