We never learn the paralysed man’s name, or what he believed. We only know that four people cared enough to carry him across town, find the door blocked, climb a roof and tear it open. Mark says Jesus saw their faith. The man was forgiven and healed because his friends would not give up.
There are times in life when we cannot walk to Christ ourselves. Illness, grief, doubt or sin can leave us lying still. In those times the faith of others carries us: a parent’s prayer, a friend who drives us to church, a parish that keeps our name in its intercessions.
And there are times when we are the ones holding a corner of the mat. Lent is a good time to ask who we are carrying, and who we have stopped carrying because it got hard. The four friends dug through a roof. Surely we can make a phone call.