I AM Your Help

"Sir," the invalid replied, "I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me."
John 5:7

You may remember this event in history; it was a season of time when an angel of the Lord would come down and stir the waters of Bethesda bringing healing to the first body that would enter the waters.

This man had been "In his sickness" for 38 years, let's take a tour of his intimate life with my emphasis added; you can add your own as we go along and you relate.

"Ben (that's the name I'm giving him) how are you doing?" says Katherine. "Not so well. I've been to many physicians and they too have no understanding why I seem to get worse and never recover."

Years and years go bye and Ben's family and friends give up all hope in seeing him recover and their prayers have waxed weak and have come to an end, "This has become the life of Ben", they say, "He will die this way, no one can help." Thomas, Susie, Micheal, and all he knew, forgot about him so long ago. Ben's place of residence had become the ground of the temple floor near the place called the Sheep gate. Ben's mat was worn and withered as was the state of his body.

"No one remembers me, not even my family and friends, they seem to have forgotten I was born. I am unwanted, unneeded, unclaimed, and unseen. The ground of the temple is the only substance that hears my voice, or sees my eyes. My arms failed me long ago and I no longer have the strength to raise them and signal for help as the waters begin to whirl. The voices and callings of the sick and diseased surround me and drown me out; I can't even be heard no matter how desperate I try. The crowd grows year by year, I have become nothing but a number. This is my portion in life, this is my inheritance, I will die here and no one will remember my existence or weep for my life... "I cry out PLEASE MAN, you who are passing me by day after day, do you not care, can you not take a moment out of your life to help me into the waters. You have seen me lying here on the ground since your youth, do you not have compassion, can you not lend me your strength. I see the angel coming down; he's coming please I cry, please help me to the waters.""

There is no help for Ben, nor has there been any since childhood.
Ben has defined himself as a torn and worn out piece of remnant cloth that has never been needed or wanted. "What use am I, what specimen of a man am I. My thoughts are against me all day long and it is as it should be for I have nothing to give in this life... why oh God, why was I born? I smell of filth, and I tremble as I move along the temple floor. What more can happen to me, let me die I cry, let me die"

Hhhhaaa,WWwhhoooh, SSsshhhhaahhhlooommm, is the sound of the breath coming forth from the Being off to the right side of Ben's body;
"I see you Ben, I hear you Ben and I know who you are", declares HIS Presence as He walks with strength and vitality towards a man with a future.

"I remember this man", Ben says within his heart, "His eyes are so familiar, so steady, He has been coming here for many years. Is this the day, will He help me to the waters, is this a man who will lend me His strength for only a moment?"

"DO YOU WISH TO GET WELL?"

"What did He ask me", Ben questions quietly. "Yes, more than anything but you see no one cares no one will help me, for You see I have no strength of my own. I can't make it to the waters, I am useless in my own strength", declares Ben in a most unfamiliar voice.

"Well Ben", He says, "I see who you were, I see who you've become, and I see who you will be. I know why you are there upon the ground and I know why you've made your bed beneath the feet of men. BUT I declare that TODAY this DAY you will rise, and walk, and run with new strength, and you will become a new man that is able to stand and no longer will your mat hold you down, but you will hold your mat high for all to see as a witness of who I created you to be. TODAY this DAY I will make you whole first in mind then in body, then you will no longer see the ground beneath your feet but it will be the heavens above you see... NOW stand and go forth, for your waiting has come to an end."


Can you see this man, the joy of putting to rest the weight of the world that he carried on his shoulders. The weight of his world was in his mind and therefore manifested in his body. We know this through the study of the Greek.

If you can relate to this man in any way I declare this is the Year of your waiting to end. I declare your healing is NOW, and that you are released from the burden of shame, sickness, and suffering in the Name of Jesus Christ. You, be loosened into your reward of healing and renewal, and new realms of wisdom, strength and Grace be poured over your head more and more as the year moves on.
Manifest Glory is coming!