So why don't you grab your Bible and turn with me to Matthew chapter 8 for our text this morning?

There once was a man who lived just outside of a small town in Galilee called Copernium.

It was a town that was thriving, successful. It was actually a town where they engineered and made sort of a bunch of millstones.

That's what they did there, is raised, or, you know, made hundreds and hundreds of millstones every week,

and then would ship them throughout the land of the Bible.

But this man didn't work in the Millstone factory.

He actually owned some acreage, and he was a farmer who was tending the field, and he owned a

couple small fields, and he was a young man.

He was a young family man.

He had a wife and a small child, three-year-old daughter, that he loved dearly.

Everything in his life was pretty normal. People respected him. The community knew him. It was all good until that one afternoon.

He was out working in the field and he sort of uncharacteristically felt a little fatigued.

Some of his joints were hurting. He didn't think much of it because he was that kind of guy that just kind of work through

those kinds of things.

You just keep working and he'll feel better.

And he just kept doing that.

The next day he woke up and felt even more aches and pains, but he just kept at it.

And a few days after that, he realized something kind of weird

it was happening with his hand.

He felt his hand growing numb.

And it was weird.

He'd find himself doing his work,

...