A sick woman touched Jesus’ robe (Mark 5:25-34).
Some men lowered a man with palsy through the roof of a house (Luke 5: 17-26).
A Roman centurion only needed Jesus’ word to heal his servant (Luke 7:1-10).
A man born blind didn’t even know who healed his blindness (John 9).
A leper beseeched Jesus to make him clean (Matthew 8:1-4).
Peter stepped out on the turbulent sea, (Matthew 14: 28-29).
Thousands were fed with a few loaves and fishes.
None of these miracles required an existence within or observance of religious parameters, a pedigree or evidence of a righteous, perfect life, or even the smallest degree of scriptural exegesis.
No, all that was and ever would be required is one faith and one belief—one.
A belief and faith, undefined by manmade religion, that Jesus Christ, could do what he said he’d do:
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved” (John 3:16-17, KJV).
I know there are those who will always be wondering, skeptical of my new life in Jesus Christ. They’ll wonder how I could “do that”— just turn my back on everything I used to believe. And all I can say is that I stepped out into a brave new world with pure and complete faith, and found my Lord and my God (John 20:24-29), a very real God who knows me better than I know myself.
From “Leaving My World” by Carol Harper
[Note: I love that last paragraph. I can identify. – Dave.]