S: 2 Kings 5:1-3, 14-19
Now Naaman, captain of the army
of the king of Syria, was a great man with his master, and honourable, because
by him Yahweh had given victory to Syria; he was also a mighty man of valour,
but he was a leper. 2 The Syrians had gone out in
bands, and had brought away captive out of the land of Israel a little girl,
and she waited on Naaman’s wife. 3 She said to her
mistress, “I wish that my lord were with the prophet who is in Samaria! Then he
would heal him of his leprosy.”
…
14 Then
went he down and dipped himself seven times in the Jordan, according to the
saying of the man of God; and his flesh was restored like the flesh of a little
child, and he was clean. 15 He returned to the man
of God, he and all his company, and came, and stood before him; and he said,
“See now, I know that there is no God in all the earth, but in Israel. Now
therefore, please take a gift from your servant.”
16 But he
said, “As Yahweh lives, before whom I stand, I will receive none.”
He urged him to take it; but he
refused. 17 Naaman said, “If not, then, please let
two mules’ load of earth be given to your servant; for your servant will from
now on offer neither burnt offering nor sacrifice to other gods, but to
Yahweh. 18 In this thing may Yahweh pardon your
servant: when my master goes into the house of Rimmon to worship there, and he
leans on my hand, and I bow myself in the house of Rimmon. When I bow myself in
the house of Rimmon, may Yahweh pardon your servant in this thing.”
19 He said
to him, “Go in peace.”
So he departed from him a little
way.
O: This is one of my favourite
stories in the Bible.
Imagine being a little girl,
growing up peacefully with parents who taught you to worship Yahweh, the one
true God. They taught you to pray, to trust Him, and to know that He is
faithful.
Then disaster strikes.
Syrian raiders invade. Your
family is torn apart. Your parents are killed, and you are carried away as a
slave into a foreign land.
And not just to any household—you
are given to serve in the house of Naaman, commander of the army that may have
destroyed your home.
You weep. You grieve. You feel
abandoned.
But then you remember Yahweh.
You remember what your parents
taught you: that even in calamity, Yahweh has not forsaken you. He still loves you.
He still cares for you.
So in a strange land, you remain
faithful. You learn the Syrian language. You learn the hard life of a servant.
And through it all, you keep praying.
Over time, the household you
serve is no longer made up only of strangers. You come to know them.
But they do not know Yahweh.
They worship Rimmon, the god of
storm and war—powerful, feared, a god associated with thunder and victory in
battle.
Then one day you learn that
Naaman, your master, suffers from a terrible disease.
And an extraordinary thought
rises in your heart:
The God of Israel can heal him.
His prophet Elisha can be the
instrument of that healing.
And so, instead of bitterness,
you choose compassion.
Instead of silence, you bear
witness.
You tell your mistress, “If only
my master would see the prophet in Samaria…”
And wonder of wonders—Naaman
listens.
He goes to Israel.
He meets the prophet.
He washes in the Jordan.
And he returns changed.
Not only healed in physically—but
healed spiritually.
The conqueror comes home
worshiping Yahweh.
The warrior bows before the God
of Israel.
And all because a little slave
girl, faithful in suffering, spoke one word of hope.
What an awesome epic movie this
would make! So I guided AI to make the following movie poster 😁
A: God doesn’t desire the wicked
to perish, but that they’d repent and be saved. (Ezekiel 18:23) We are
ambassadors for Christ, and we are to be salt and light to the world, sharing
His love and salvation with everyone – including those we think of as enemies.
(2 Corinthians 5, Matthew 5, Matthew 28, John 13.)
Let the little faithful little
slave girl inspire us to go and do likewise!
P: Father, thank You for Your
mercy to sinners and enemies through Jesus Christ. Keep me from bitterness,
fear, and silence. Make me faithful like this little servant girl, ready to
speak one true word at the right time. Use even my weakness to point others to
Christ. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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