The Pharisees and their scribes grumbled at his disciples, “Why do you eat and drink with publicans and sinners?”
And Jesus answered them, “Those who are well have no need of the physician, but those who are sick. I have not come to call the righteous but sinners to repentance.” [Luke 5:30-31]
When Jesus found you, you were as diseased as a leper, as disabled as a deaf/mute. There was something fundamentally wrong, and your own being was attacking itself. It is hard to accept, but we all know that there is something ill about our existence in this world.
Jesus came to you to bring healing to you, because you were sick. For the moment, forget this idea of being inherently evil or depraved. You were incapable of saving yourself because sickness had overtaken you. Part of you was dead, but no longer. Jesus is the physician with the healing hands.
I acknowledge that there is something unhealthy and sick about my world. Help me to know how to be your balm to the wounds of others. As you heal me, make me a healer of others.