A woman, hunched over and unable to stand up straight, suffering from an eighteen-year disfigurement. A man with severe and painful swelling in his body. According to God’s command in Leviticus, neither of them would have been allowed anywhere near the presence of the LORD, yet here is Jesus, the Son of God, approaching them, not only to speak, but to physically touch them and bring healing.
It is difficult to imagine what it must have felt like for that woman to finally stand up straight after nearly two decades of chronic pain, or to watch the swelling simply disappear from the man’s body and to see him move with ease again. As astonishing as it might be, it pales in comparison to the real point. It isn’t simply about being kind to the downtrodden; it is about Jesus’ kingdom, where death itself is conquered by his resurrection. It is a glimpse of the place he is preparing for us, where the pain and tears brought on by sin no longer exist.
In his mercy, Jesus comes to us, too: the unnoticed, the unclean, pressed down with the weight of sin and guilt. He brings his healing touch to our souls with his body and blood in the Sacrament, so that we can actually stand before him. And then, out of these tiny, unimpressive vessels grows true faith, a magnificent, verdent, unmistakable demonstration of his love and grace.
As we enter the final weeks of the Easter season, we, the healed sinners, can continue to rise up and rejoice in anticipation of the kingdom to come.