Are you imprisoned?
Are you imprisoned? Have you spent the majority of your life pretending you got it all together? You try to appear healthy and strong so that those around you will think you’re something more than what you know yourself to be.
Have you heard this story of imprisonment? Picture this, Jesus is right in the middle of His sermon. And it’s another good sermon— when all of a sudden, a crunching, scraping noise disrupts His service. In fact, pieces of tar and mud and sticks start falling on people’s heads.
The whole room watches in stunned amazement as a crack forms, and then this hand reaches through and starts ripping away tiles. As the hole grows larger, it appears that four men are tearing the whole roof away. Everyone watchs intently as these men begin to lower “a mat” and “lying on” that mat was another man. The same man everybody knew as the guy who laid at the entrance to the synagogue, begging for bread, maybe a coin. But now, he’s lying at the feet of Jesus.
Talk about imprisoned! This man on the mats' whole life was lived on three by six pallet. Somebody else had to feed him. He slept on the same mat he laid on all through the day. And without assistance, he urinated in the same spot where ate his meals.
And yet, to this man’s credit, somehow he had built a community of safety— a band of four brothers who had grown to love him so much that they were willing to step into social disaster to just help him. They didn’t care what anybody thought— or how silly they might appear— their friend needed Jesus!
So they brought him.
I wonder: DO YOU HAVE A FRIEND WHO WOULD CARRY A CORNER OF YOUR MAT? Hey, those kinds of relationship don’t just happen— you’ve gotta MAKE them happen!
When these four friends hear that Jesus is back in town, they go to their buddy’s house and pick him up! Literally!
You know what stinks? We don’t even know his name— all we know is he needed a mat. Can you imagine? Maybe you can, cuz maybe you’ve been known by your weakness, too. Cuz we all have one. Or more than one. All of us have a mat.
SO WHAT’S YOUR MAT? The mat is a symbol for human brokenness, for imperfection, and imprisonment. It’s the story of me I wish I could hide from you. It’s the “as-is” clause in every relational contract I make.
It feels risky to admit you need a mat. And that sometimes, somebody’s gotta help you carry your mat even though it means they can also see your under-belly. And know your weakness. And if they choose, they might drop you— and when they do, they hurt you.
Imagine that you’re the dude on the mat. And you’re being lowered through the roof to see Jesus. “What’s Jesus gonna do with me? Is He gonna be ticked cuz I ruin His sermon? I wonder if He really can heal me? And what about all these people? What if they start throwing stuff at me? And what if my friends lose their grip and drop me?”
Trust me, all that [and more] is racing through his noggin! Until he gets plopped at Jesus’ feet. And that’s when the whole room paused. And every eye shifts back…to Jesus.
As far as Jesus is concerned, the only other person in the room is that disfigured man. So He stoops beside him, glances back up to the roof toward his friends, and then, taking the man’s hand, Jesus, says to him, “Son, your sins are forgiven.” Mark 2:5
Jesus, in a powerful demonstration of what God’s new kingdom was all about, with five simple words— set that man’s spirit FREE!
I’m convinced that everybody has a mat— Maybe you’ve been stuck, on a mat of your own making. And though you’ve longed to be set free so that you can soar again— you’ve never actually allowed your heart to believe that SOARING could actually happen.
Well, I’ve got great news for you! YOU are exactly why Jesus came! He came to earth just to make a way for you to come into His new kingdom. A kingdom that’s not about at all DOING, it’s about BELIEVING.
This man did NOTHING to earn this grace! His friends did way more work than he did! Yet Jesus forgives him.
Do you have someone who has carried a corner of your mat?
Share it with me.
Is there more to your story than you can see right now?

Jesus’ death was a twist no one had expected. So when Jesus breathed His last, trust me: Nobody thought: “Excellent! Everything’s going as planned!”
No! Nobody saw resurrection, though TRUE, as anything even close to GOOD! True, the tomb was empty! And those women that morning, clearly KNEW that part was TRUE. But here’s wasn’t GOOD about what was TRUE: Every other tomb in the cemetery was still occupied.
And that’s why they fled— as every last one of ‘em ran for cover. They were disheartened, dismayed, disappointed, and disillusioned.