Mark 2 talks about the paralyzed man being lowered down through the roof to Jesus. I’ve heard this story my whole life. The emphasis has always been on the healing and Jesus proclaiming the mans sins were forgiven. That’s probably how it should be. Except… I am me and today, this is where my mind went.
For some reason today as I read it, I am completely fascinated by the fact that these four men dug a HOLE in someone’s roof and there is no one upset about that.What! This image is so strange and funny to me! The house is so full that these four men cannot get through the door.
Can you imagine the conversation among them?
Who is the one prompting them to find another way? The man who was paralyzed? Or the men who carried him?
Was it a conversation with desperation or some level of sarcasm?
The movie in my mind looks like this: “We can’t get it in! What do you want us to do? Dig a hole in the roof?” The five men look at each other. Then the next scene is them hoisting this man on the mat up into the air and him telling them to be careful. Then maybe he’s giving them directions and they are getting frustrated.
The scene below is Jesus speaking when all of the sudden little bits of dust start falling on his head. Everyone looks up in time for the roof to spill in a bit and all of the people get dusty.
I could seriously go on and on with the different ways this plays out in my head and the questions that are left open. Did they just happen to have tools to dig? How thick is that roof? Did Jesus get dust on his head as they cut the hole? Nobody noticed the hole being created and ran up there to stop them? What did the owner of the home do? Did he run after the man who was healed, “ Hey! Come fix my roof?”
I suppose I should be focusing on the healing and the religious leaders who are beginning to distrust Jesus and accuse him of blasphemy. And I am! But does anyone else get caught up in the lack of details and does your imagination take over like mine? Is it irreverent that my mind does this? Or does God enjoy my mind movies as I take in His word.
I have often thought about writing these small details that seem so funny or trivial to me. I would not want to be disrespectful. Is there a place for that type of creativity and humor? Are there lessons to be learned in the missing details?