Seizures – Good News for February 23

23 02 2009

Mark 9:14-29

As Jesus came down from the mountain with Peter, James, John and approached the other disciples, they saw a large crowd around them and scribes arguing with them. Immediately on seeing him, the whole crowd was utterly amazed. They ran up to him and greeted him.  He asked them, “What are you arguing about with them?”

Someone from the crowd answered him, “Teacher, I have brought to you my son possessed by a mute spirit. Wherever it seizes him, it throws him down; he foams at the mouth, grinds his teeth, and becomes rigid. I asked your disciples to drive it out, but they were unable to do so.”

He said to them in reply, “O faithless generation, how long will I be with you? How long will I endure you? Bring him to me.” They brought the boy to him. And when he saw him, the spirit immediately threw the boy into convulsions. As he fell to the ground, he began to roll around and foam at the mouth. 

Then he questioned his father, “How long has this been happening to him?” 
He replied, “Since childhood. It has often thrown him into fire and into water to kill him. But if you can do anything, have compassion on us and help us.”

Jesus said to him, “‘If you can!’ Everything is possible to one who has faith.”
Then the boy’s father cried out, “I do believe, help my unbelief!”

Jesus, on seeing a crowd rapidly gathering, rebuked the unclean spirit and said to it, “Mute and deaf spirit, I command you: come out of him and never enter him again!” Shouting and throwing the boy into convulsions, it came out. He became like a corpse, which caused many to say, “He is dead!” But Jesus took him by the hand, raised him, and he stood up.

When he entered the house, his disciples asked him in private, “Why could we not drive the spirit out?” He said to them, “This kind can only come out through prayer.”

The Daily Path: I recently had a seizure. Like the boy in Mark’s gospel, I became rigid (in my outlook). I foamed at the mouth (with anger). The deaf spirit inside of me (a wound) caused me to do things that I immediately found horrifying. Yet, in the moment, I couldn’t control it.

I share this because I’m just now starting to see how these ancient  wounds have possessed me for so many years. As I draw closer to God in my life He’s enabling me to see and hear with greater clarity than ever before. As my eyes are opened I’m not very happy with what I see, but I cannot turn away.

I also see that only one thing can heal my old wounds and drive out the spirit so that it will never return. Prayer.    

Room to Chat: Jesus you know what’s in my heart. Heal these deep wounds and lift me up. Only You can do this.