Luke 4:40 reads 'And when the sun was setting all they that had any sick with different diseases brought them unto Christ and he laid his hands on every one of them and healed them'
Wow, what a saviour, never put off by the magnitude of the problem, never concerned about the religion of those that came or the condition of their soul, never concerned about their lifestyle whether they were poor or rich, he still laid hands on them. He never asked them about their sin, nor what church they went too, he never said ‘your sickness is due to such and such a sin’ he just loved them and healed them 'all'
Wonderful thoughts aren't they? But there’s more...
When I read this verse this morning I thought of you and received this for you...
'When the sun was setting'
That's just life isn't it the night always comes, darkness always falls, its inevitable, its part of creation, and so it is in our lives one moment we are basking in the sunlight of Gods goodness and the next we find ourselves in the darkness of despair.
One moment everything is wonderful, the blessings of God are flowing and then suddenly we are cut down, like a tree in the autumn, like a summer flower after the first frost, like the daylight good things disappear.
All through bible history we see it happen, not just to evil people but to Gods people, one minute riding the crest of a wave the next drowning, people like Joseph, his fathers favourite son who found himself in a pit and the enslaved.
People like the children of Israel Gods elect, once well fed in Egypt and then in bondage and slavery, people like Ester and Mordeci Gods own and yet set up to be slaughtered along with their entire peoples.
People like Job, rich above all fellows who lost everything, like Jonah a man chosen of God now fish food, The Roman centurion who was a conqueror now a distraught father who lost his son, Jairus once a ruler now a distraught man who lost his daughter to the last enemy, death.
And what of Peter once a man of great boldness now crushed by sorrow over his denial of Christ, of Thomas who doubted Christ was indeed raised up from the grave? And what of Paul, the religious zealot, a man of means who finds himself imprisoned..........
All of these have one thing in common, they all had good times, they all basked in the sunlight but the sun set, the tide of blessings began to go out in their lives...
But listen my dear friends; Morning came, in every case the sun came up, the dawn broke into the darkness of their lives, the tide came back in again bringing with it relief and freedom.
'Weeping lasts for a night but joy comes in the morning' sorrow may encompass you for a moment but laughter will surely follow.
Look up this morning and see the sun rising, watch it cross the sky and know that even when it goes down it will rise again.
Be assured, know that although you may spent time in darkness and despair, though sickness may pervade your life and make it feel hellish the dawn of deliverance is at hand courtesy of the God of heaven.