My second son Andrew broke his hand in the football game one Friday night.
The trainer said, “Go to the clinic in the morning and let them take a picture and see what the doctor says.” While Andrew and I sat waiting I examined his injured hand. ” Let me see it.”
“NO WAY! Don’t touch it.” The level of distrust from my own son was so hurtful. I guess he knows me too well. You see I have this theory that the only way to know if something’s really hurt is to mash on it.
That was my own dad’s method of doctoring and I’m just trying to pass it on to my sons. Where does it hurt? Here? OUCH! OK. Now we know. By the time they get to be about 16, or so, they won’t let you touch them.
They came and got us and took the X-ray. The doctor came in with the X-rays in hand.
“Hurt your hand?”
He reached for the hand and said, “Let me see it.”
Andrew held out his hand as the doctor poked around on it. “Does this hurt?” he asked as he mashed right on the most tender spot. Andrew, trying to maintain some level of decorum, came about six inches out of his chair and grimaced in pain.
“Yes, that’s the spot,” he said through gritted teeth.”
The doctor pulled down the X-ray and said, “Its broken right here, see the line?” We could see a tiny white line running down the length of the bone at a slight angle. If the doctor already knew it was broken why did he mash on the spot? The doctor confirmed my diagnostic technique. Sometimes you have to mash the sore spot to get to the heart of the problem.
I think God does that sometimes. Sin hurts us spiritually the way a broken bone hurts us physically. And sometimes, Jesus, like every other great physician will tend mash the sore spot to make us aware of the problem.
God did it with David. King David sinned with another man’s wife and then tried to pretend it didn’t hurt. God sent Nathan the prophet to mash the spot. After that David was ready to be healed. Listen to what he said,
3 When I refused to confess my sin, I was weak and miserable,
and I groaned all day long.
4 Day and night your hand of discipline was heavy on me. My strength evaporated like water in the summer heat. Interlude
5 Finally, I confessed all my sins to you and stopped trying to hide them. I said to myself, “I will confess my rebellion to the LORD.” And you forgave me! All my guilt is gone.