It was the scheme of a lifetime.
The four men — lifelong buddies — got word that Jesus was back in Capernaum. They had heard about all the amazing things Jesus had done. He was freeing people of diseases. A feverish woman hopped out of bed and started running around the kitchen. Jesus was somehow making sick people whole.
The four men told their friend about Jesus. He was skeptical, to say the least. He had been paralyzed for many years, and no doctor was able to offer him an ounce of hope. He would almost rather resign himself to this fate than dream about a different life. Hope is a dangerous thing when you’ve been disappointed so many times.
Still, his friends insisted they bring him to Jesus, and there wasn’t much he could do to stop them. So they picked him up, mat and all, and ran as fast as they could toward Capernaum. They heard Jesus was staying at some fisherman’s house. But by the time they arrived that morning, it was too late. Jesus and his crew had packed up and moved on. More disappointment.