Take Up Your Mat

After this there was a festival of the Jews, and Jesus went up to Jerusalem. Now in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate there is a pool, called in Hebrew Beth-zatha, which has five porticoes. In these lay many invalids—blind, lame, and paralyzed. One man was there who had been ill for thirty-eight years. When Jesus saw him lying there and knew that he had been there a long time, he said to him, “Do you want to be made well?” The sick man answered him, “Sir, I have no one to put me into the pool when the water is stirred up; and while I am making my way, someone else steps down ahead of me.” Jesus said to him, “Stand up, take your mat and walk.” At once the man was made well, and he took up his mat and began to walk. Now that day was a sabbath. So the Jews said to the man who had been cured, “It is the sabbath; it is not lawful for you to carry your mat.” But he answered them, “The man who made me well said to me, ‘Take up your mat and walk.'” They asked him, “Who is the man who said to you, ‘Take it up and walk’?” Now the man who had been healed did not know who it was, for Jesus had disappeared in the crowd that was there. Later Jesus found him in the temple and said to him, “See, you have been made well! Do not sin any more, so that nothing worse happens to you.” The man went away and told the Jews that it was Jesus who had made him well. Therefore the Jews started persecuting Jesus, because he was doing such things on the sabbath.

But Jesus answered them, “My Father is still working, and I also am working.” For this reason the Jews were seeking all the more to kill him, because he was not only breaking the sabbath, but was also calling God his own Father, thereby making himself equal to God. John 5:1-18 

Take Up Your Mat

I dream of running the woods flying
through deep shadow and light breaks
pedaling a bicycle many miles along
endless sandy streets by the dunes.

I wake to find myself so earthbound
every movement a conscious effort
viewing the world through this plane
of lying helpless so near the ground.

The broken and overlooked here
from our perches on all your streets
ache to be able to go about our business
would give anything to be made whole.

Most people see me and turn away
they do not want to imagine themselves
crippled and needy, bent and in pain
yet they snap up the saved handicap seats.

I would walk, run and pedal fast friend
it I could I would cook for you too
please today see me as you family
help me to the savior to the pool.