3 Another time Jesus went into the synagogue, and a man with a shriveled hand was there. 2 Some of them were looking for a reason to accuse Jesus, so they watched him closely to see if he would heal him on the Sabbath. 3 Jesus said to the man with the shriveled hand, “Stand up in front of everyone.”
4 Then Jesus asked them, “Which is lawful on the Sabbath: to do good or to do evil, to save life or to kill?” But they remained silent.
5 He looked around at them in anger and, deeply distressed at their stubborn hearts, said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” He stretched it out, and his hand was completely restored. 6 Then the Pharisees went out and began to plot with the Herodians how they might kill Jesus.
As I read Mark 3:1-6, I’m surprised that there is no mention of the man’s faith. In fact, hardly anything is said about the man. Had he already heard Jesus? Did he come that day because Jesus was there or was he just a regular attender? Did he hesitate when Jesus asked him to do the impossible, stretch out his hand? Some even believe he was planted there by the Pharisees to trap Jesus. This story teaches me that it is not always contingent on my faith, strength or wisdom. Sometimes, God blesses me just because he loves me. Sometimes, he blesses me so others can see his goodness. Don’t you love that?