On a certain sabbath Jesus entered the synagogue and taught, and there was a man there whose right hand was withered. The scribes and the Pharisees watched him to see whether he would cure on the sabbath, so that they might find an accusation against him.
Even though he knew what they were thinking, he said to the man who had the withered hand, “Come and stand here.” He got up and stood there.
Then Jesus said to them, “I ask you, is it lawful to do good or to do harm on the sabbath, to save life or to destroy it?” After looking around at all of them, he said to him, “Stretch out your hand.” He did so, and his hand was restored.
But they were filled with fury and discussed with one another what they might do to Jesus.
Prayer text by Ronald Raab, CSC
Jesus, Son of the Living God, have mercy of me, a sinner.
Help me stretch out my ailing heart where hidden grief wraps endlessly around the illusion of how I think life should be.
My heart is often tied up with strings of control, lies and words of fear.
Give me the courage to untie my inner life, the life I hide even from myself.
Give me patience when I am tied down with defensiveness and self-sufficiency.
Allow me to live without my comfort of control, doubt and anger.
Help me offer you my entire being to be restored in your mercy.
I want to hear you say, “Stretch our hand.”
Mend my heart with threads of love.