I contemplate the story of the healing of the paralytic.
How his friends tried to bring him to Jesus,
But were blocked by the crowds.
How they made a hole in the roof of the house that Jesus was in,
And lowered the paralytic to Jesus who healed him.
I would have such friends,
Friends of faith and of deeds.
But more I would ask of God:
Give me the strength to be such a friend.
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