Just wondering! How many Naaman’s do we meet daily? How many of us are like Naaman? I mean, we do not have leprosy, thanks be to God! We however have somethings like leprosy, be it an ailment of the heart, mind, body, financial, relational, career wise, that thorn, or that which bounds, a burden, limiting us in one way or another.
No one knows about this ailment for we have mastered concealing it over time. It is visible even to ourselves only when no one else is present. 2 Kings 5:1 Now Naaman was commander of the army of the king of Aram. He was a great man in the sight of his master and highly regarded, because through him the Lord had given victory to Aram. He was a valiant soldier, but he had leprosy.
How could Naaman have conducted himself, such that no one in the battalion of soldiers and high ranking officers, and the King of the land himself without any hint?
It seems only his wife and the young slave girl knew that this powerful man had leprosy. God must have hidden this from all but few! How could Naaman be leprose and it is not readily vicible? Not even under his armour, a piece of flesh giving his secret away!
And the slave girl! Well, one day she had to take the wash basin into the bosses quarters. She thought she heard the master beckon her come in, in response to her knock! Alas, there she stood frozen, face to face with the Master just few steps apart!
Her Master! Leprose? It can’t be! Blinking, for her mind was somersaulting within her chest, really! Master! What ails you? She must have asked with compassion! This compassion did not go unnoticed by Naaman, even in the midst of his embarrassment. Compassion from a heart filled with love! Compassion was what stopped her from been sent to an early grave.
To the many that have stumbled in over the years into the masters quarters, they never lived to tell the tale. Many were shocked when the executioner came for them, silenced forever from revealing what brought tragedy their way when the blade fell!
This girl from Israel! She saw a man burdened, and in need of a cure! Her Master, nice and always joking around with the little children whenever he was home. The best slave Master in the entire area. Many slaves pray their master will send them over to help for a little while in Naaman’s yard whenever he is hosting the soldiers.
Just one night at Naaman’s house and off to war! Many are prone to wish. Better die a gallant than live as a worthless slave treated worst than an animal.
Friends, what does Naaman’s leprosy represent in your life? God forbid any disease or infirmities in your quarters in Jesus mighty name. What is that thing, that thorn in your flesh, visible to you, yet not unto others? What has bound you, while you walk like a freeman in the society?
What is that thing? That issue, hidden in our hearts eating us away? Broken heart? Broken dreams? Worry? Unforgivess? Insecurity? Greed? Anger? Pride? Envy, and jealousy , amongst many vices.
Tell it to the King friends! As this slave girl faced her master, his shoulder slumped for a twinkle of an eye and the many years of military training set in, and he uttered, tell no one” as he picked up his robe and walked out unto the patio overlooking the lake.
This girl gingerly positioned the water basin well on its stand and walked back out, but she never forgot what she saw. Since that day she looks at her Master differently, her compassion ultimately spoke to Madam Master and the rest is history! 2 Kings 5:3 She said to her mistress, “If only my master would see the prophet who is in Samaria! He would cure him of his leprosy.”
Speak to the King friends! Your healing, deliverance, upliftment, provision, understanding, wisdom, increase, joy, peace, marriage, relationship, and all that you could ever want, most especially, eternal life, is a reach away! Speak to the King of Kings, Lord of Lords, the Alpha, and Omega!
Shalom! Shalom! Shalom!
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