Not Just a Band-Aid

Then little children were being brought to him in order that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples spoke sternly to those who brought them; but Jesus said, “Let the children come to me, and do not stop them; for it is to such as these that the kingdom of heaven belongs.” And he laid his hands on them and went on his way. – Matthew 19:13-15 (NRSV)

It’s summer where I live, which means I’m stocking up on Band-Aids again. My grandson keeps showing up with a new scrape or two on a knee. I kneel down, speak soothingly, examine the scrape with solemn concern, place the bandage with a gentle hand, offer a kiss, and voice assurance that “It’s all better now!”  

In truth, Band-Aids are pretty flimsy. They don’t last long before they are pried off by fidgety little fingers or float away in the bathtub. Indeed, I’ve heard people scornfully say some solution to a big problem is “just a Band-Aid” when they mean it’s not much help at all.  

I keep giving Band-Aids and kisses and assurances anyway, even though I know more scrapes and bumps are coming. Even though I know that “all better” is temporary. Even though I know that I will never heal all the hurts that will visit my grandson’s young life.  Because, honestly, what would Jesus do?  

Again and again, Jesus shows that healing and wholeness come not from huge miracles but from individual encounters. Jesus centers the needs of the child for a moment, kneels down to look them in the eye, speaks softly and kindly, and then sends them on their way. So I keep doing it, too.  

Prayer
Healing Jesus, help us be like you, meeting the wounded in front of us one by one by one. Amen.

About the Author
Rev. Jennifer Garrison (formerly Brownell) is a writer, spiritual director and pastor living in the Pacific Northwest. Her published work most recently appeared in the book The Words of Her Mouth: Psalms for the Struggle, available from The Pilgrim Press.