The Real Cure

 

 

“What do you have there?”  I asked my four-year old daughter.  She seemed to be carrying a magazine that looked suspiciously like one of my medical journals.

“It is a doctor’s magazine!”  She told me proudly.

“Interesting,” I said.  “Are you learning lots of things about being a good doctor?”

“Yes,” she said with confidence.  She flipped the magazine open and stopped at a page which had pictures of people with skin disorders that seemed to have waited too long to seek medical attention.

“What are those pictures of?”  I questioned my daughter.

“These people have TERRIBLE rashes!”  She told me definitively.  I could see that my daughter, precocious as she is, has a future in the medical field.  Maybe she could even start work soon to help me out in my office.

“Do you think they need a special cream to help them get better?”

“Oh, no!”  She shook her head.  These people were too far gone for cream to help them out.  “They don’t need cream.  They need a doctor!”

I found this interchange with my young daughter quite amusing.  At the same time, there is some truth to what she said.  I see people in my office every day who thought that what they needed was not a doctor, it was a particular home remedy.  The Googled their symptoms and tried all of the things that Chat GPT recommended – twice – before finally knuckling under and coming to see me for some other treatments.

It seems that Jesus understood this for He said, “They that are whole have no need of the physician, but they that are sick: I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”  (Mark 2:17)

In this case, He was speaking of people living holy, righteous lives.  Perhaps there was a little bit of a dig at the religious people of His day.  The Pharisees believed that they were “all that.”  They needed no help because they were completely righteous.

The reality is that all of us – even the best – need Jesus’ help.  We cannot truly overcome sin, questionable motivations, and bad attitudes without His help.  And yet, we struggle along, putting the same, unhelpful creams on the rashes of our soul.

What we really needed the whole time is not Dr. Chat GPT, or a special spiritual salve.  What we needed was a specialist capable of diagnosing our heart condition.  What we needed most was a Savior.