Church of the Nativity Episcopal Church
6/23/13
Luke 8:26-39
“I Need Control”
Not too long ago, a well-known Methodist bishop, Will Willimon, told a story to a group of pastors about an elderly lady he once visited in the hospital. This woman had just been given some horrible news—she would no longer be able to use her legs. Like a good minister he came to be present with her—he came to listen, he came to console. After about 45 minutes, his not-so-subtle body language hinted at the fact that it was time for him to go.
"Well, aren’t you going to pray for me?” she asked.
“Oh, sure,” he said. “But you haven’t mentioned anything that you’d have me pray for.”
At this she looked at him funny. “Pray that I’m able to walk again, of course.”
“Oh, okay,” he said, half-heartedly.
So the bishop said that he prayed the weakest prayer he’d ever prayed. Something like, “Lord, Sally would really like to be healed. Please give her patience with her new set of circumstances. And, if it be your will, please heal her. Amen.”
When he opened his eyes he noticed that Sally was trying to get out of her bed.
“Sally, what are you doing?” He asked. “You’re going to hurt yourself.”
“I’m healed! I’m healed!” she yelled excitedly. She then proceeded to hop out of bed, run out of the room, and shout for joy along the halls of the hospital.
Bishop Willimon told the group of pastors that in that moment he sneaked out of the hospital to hide in his vehicle.
In the safety of his own car he looked up and said, “Lord, don’t ever do anything like that again.”
The bishop had witnessed a miracle and it terrified him. So what did he do? He ran.





