I can see a pool of water yet I can’t reach it. I wait earnestly for the moment the angel is sent to stir the water…. will today be my day… for healing?

Will someone see me this time?

Will this be my day of deliverance? The day I see full healing of body, soul, mind, and spirit?

The angelic messenger is coming and the waters are beginning to be agitated and troubled. The stirring has begun!

My eyes are on those waters. I need life again! I have been so thirsty for 38 years….it must be my turn!

Suddenly I hear footsteps. There are so many!!! They run past me so fast jumping over me at times.

As I’m holding my hands up so that someone might grab me and drag me into the healing waters with them, my heart sinks.

Tears fill my eyes.

It’s over. Healing has come and gone. Nothing has changed. No one came. No one stopped. Again.

Underneath the sobs and smothered cries I whisper, “If you’re listening. If you’re watching. If you can hear me.

I’m still waiting, right here, at the edge of the pool…”

John 5:1-8