Broken bread and small fish: Obstacle

I can blame it on the leper, and his disobedience to you which likely led to this impossible crowd.

Or I can blame it on the crowd, eager and unyielding, and on their apparent lack of compassion and unwillingness to make a way through (Mark 2:1-5).

I can blame it on the walls - solid and equally
unyielding - I could beat myself upon them and they would never give way.

I can blame it on the roof - sheltering from rain and harsh sun but keeping out the good as well as the bad.

Or I could blame it on my own inability to move...to do something, ANYTHING, for myself.

I cannot come to You.
I'm paralyzed. I can't even move.
There is no way from me to You.

I see obstacles everywhere.

But You...

You saw One.

A barrier - unmovable - impenetrable.

And I can blame it on the leper, the crowds, the walls, the roof,
But there's only one real obstacle between me and You
And when I've gone through the roof and am lying before You...

It's still there.

All those things could be overcome, but THIS - no matter how determined, motivated, driven I might be - can never be overcome, not by me.

I will never scale that wall.

After all my striving, I lie here, paralyzed, on the wrong side of a barrier that's all mine - but too great for me.

"Your sins are forgiven," You say.
And You sweep the only real obstacle away.

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