By Reverend Liz
During a break
in a program at a retreat center I was attending, we were eating lunch at a picnic bench, when a colleague rose
and began to give me a gentle shoulder massage. Suddenly we were jarred by a deep voice booming, “No healing
allowed here!” I thought someone was kidding, but when I opened my eyes, I saw the retreat-center security
“I’m sorry, no
healing is allowed on the campus except in the healing temple. If you want to be healed, you have to go there.”
This had to be a practical joke. After all, who would make a rule against someone being healed?
I looked again
at the guard and realized he was quite serious. My friend removed her hands from my shoulders and sat down.
On my way back
to my room, I encountered the guard and decided to have some fun with him. “Sorry about that healing back
there,” I told him. “I can’t imagine what came over me.”
remained stern. “I hope you understand. If I let you do healing there, before you know it, people will be
healing all over the place!”
I had to
muster all the willpower I could to keep a straight face. I nodded and said, “And that’s the last thing we would
want to see happen, isn’t it?” “That’s right,” he answered firmly.
I dashed to my
room and roared with laughter. This was too strange to be true. Then I remembered that Jesus was admonished for
healing on the Sabbath. The Pharisees had rules, you know. Likewise, many of us have our ideas of what we must
do so we can be healed. We think we need to be a better person, tithe, get the right medicine or doctor, pay off
our sins, etc., etc.
If you are
going to heal or be healed, be sure you do not miss the camel for the gnat. Rules are meant to maintain order.
Love is meant to heal.
Affirmation: I am willing to give and receive healing
under the laws of love, not fear.