Grace and Peace to you from God our Father and from our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Amen.
The text for today’s meditation is 2 Kings 5:10-14
"And Elisha sent a messenger to him, saying, "Go and wash in the Jordan seven times, and your flesh shall be restored, and you shall be clean." 11 But Naaman was angry and went away, saying, "Behold, I thought that he would surely come out to me and stand and call upon the name of the LORD his God, and wave his hand over the place and cure the leper. 12 Are not Abana and Pharpar, the rivers of Damascus, better than all the waters of Israel? Could I not wash in them and be clean?" So he turned and went away in a rage. 13 But his servants came near and said to him, "My father, it is a great word the prophet has spoken to you; will you not do it? Has he actually said to you, 'Wash, and be clean'?" 14 So he went down and dipped himself seven times in the Jordan, according to the word of the man of God, and his flesh was restored like the flesh of a little child, and he was clean."
The sores on my arm looked terrible. They looked deep and raw and the hair growing out of them turned white. I knew I was a leper, but I was an important man. I had duties to fulfill for my king, I thought, how can this be, I am a great warrior. I had an army to lead but I couldn’t do it if I was a leper not to mention being a leper was a death sentence. I had defeated all enemies that came against me, yet I could not defeat this, this leprosy
My wife told me that her servant, a little maiden girl we took captive from Israel, told her that a prophet in Samaria would cure me. I went right away and told my King about this prophet.
My king, the king of Syria, told me to go to Samaria now, he gave me a letter to give to the king of Israel. I wondered what I needed to take with me. I was sure I needed money to pay this prophet for his healing power, but how much. I took more than the prophet could ask for, just to be sure.
I presented myself before the King of Israel with the money and the letter. I gave him the letter and after the king read it he began tearing his clothes and asked me if he was God and if he could heal leprosy? Of course he is not God. He thought my King wrote the letter to start a fight.
Someone brought word to the king of Israel asking why he tore his clothes. They asked the king to send me to them so I would know there was a prophet in Israel. My entourage and I got in our chariots and on our horses and went to the prophet’s house. I got out of my chariot and stood at the prophet’s door. I stood there waiting for the prophet to come out and greet me; after all I am a mighty commander. Suddenly, a messenger appeared in the doorway and told me to go wash in the Jordan River seven times and I will be clean, a messenger? Didn’t he know who I was? How dare this socially inferior prophet not appear before me in person, I am the mighty commander. This was not what I wanted at all. I was looking for the pomp and circumstance afforded to a person of my rank and stature and I thought we would agree on a price and he would call on the power of his God and through some mighty deed I would be cleansed. I didn’t even have the chance to purchase the healing. All I got was a message to wash in the dirty Jordan River. I thought, "What is it with the Jordan, if all I had to do was wash I could have received the message at home and washed in one of the rivers of Damascus, after all they are far better than the Jordan." I was so angry as I stormed away from the prophet’s house I was thinking that this was such a waste of time, how could washing in a dirty river heal these terrible sores. My servants came after me and told me the words of the prophet are great words. They were surprised I wasn’t excited at the simplicity of the cure and they couldn’t believe I wasn’t going to do it. They asked me if the prophet really said "wash and be clean." I realized I had no choice but to either accept what the prophet said or reject it and go home to the death sentence of leprosy.