Sir, come down before my little boy dies.

Then he came again to Cana in Galilee where he had changed the water into wine. Now there was a royal official whose son lay ill in Capernaum. When he heard that Jesus had come from Judea to Galilee, he went and begged him to come down and heal his son, for he was at the point of death. Then Jesus said to him, “Unless you see signs and wonders you will not believe.” The official said to him, “Sir, come down before my little boy dies.” -John 4:46-49 NRSV

I can so understand the desperation in this man's voice. It reminds me of a day in March of 1990. My first wife Ellen had a heart attack and kidney failure at age 39 and she was in the intensive care unit at our neighborhood hospital. Things were tense in her room and she was not breathing strong enough to get oxygen to her extremities. As the doctors began to prep her for a ventilator I told them all that I wanted to pray first. They stopped what they were doing and I cried aloud an awkward prayer of desperation. I felt a presence come into the room. Her oxygen levels increased and a ventilator was not needed. I believe that God heard my desperate cry for help that day and helped Ellen.

I am desperate today Lord. My body is hurting and life is hard. I cry out to you for help.

... this devotion is part of an ongoing series on the Gospel of John.


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