Once more he visited Cana in Galilee, where he had turned the water into wine. And there was a certain royal official whose son lay sick at Capernaum. When this man heard that Jesus had arrived in Galilee from Judea, he went to him and begged him to come and heal his son, who was close to death.
“Unless you people see signs and wonders,” Jesus told him, “you will never believe.”
The royal official said, “Sir, come down before my child dies.”
“Go,” Jesus replied, “your son will live.”
The man took Jesus at his word and departed. While he was still on the way, his servants met him with the news that his boy was living. When he inquired as to the time when his son got better, they said to him, “Yesterday, at one in the afternoon, the fever left him.”
The parallels with a man begging for Jesus to come down and heal his son on the verge of death were too strong for me to ignore. I repeatedly asked God to remove these physical issues that plague Roscoe, but he did not.Then the father realized that this was the exact time at which Jesus had said to him, “Your son will live.” So he and his whole household believed.
Like the man who pleaded with Jesus to come to his home and heal his son before death, I pleaded with God to come down to Kaiser and then UCSF to heal Roscoe. My only wish was that God would have responded with "Go, your son will live". I will never look at this passage of scripture the same again. I now understand the urgency and frailty in the man's voice as he pleaded for his son's life. I try to fathom the joy and excitement in the man's heart as he departed for home, confident that his son was healed. Roscoe has changed my perception of many passages, but none as much as this one.