9Then Jesus went over to their synagogue,10where he noticed a man with a deformed hand. The Pharisees asked Jesus, “Does the law permit a person to work by healing on the Sabbath?” (They were hoping he would say yes, so they could bring charges against him.)
11And he answered, “If you had a sheep that fell into a well on the Sabbath, wouldn’t you work to pull it out? Of course you would.12And how much more valuable is a person than a sheep! Yes, the law permits a person to do good on the Sabbath.”
13Then he said to the man, “Hold out your hand.” So the man held out his hand, and it was restored, just like the other one!14Then the Pharisees called a meeting to plot how to kill Jesus.
The Pharisees just could not celebrate the good being done! Imagine how often they saw miracle after miracle, but they wanted the miracle worker dead. How could they? Yet I have done nearly the same thing, I have known people who were enjoying success after success and I found fault with what they were doing. I have played the critic. Why did I want so bad to rain on their parade? Perhaps their success was making me look mediocre, but was that a reason not to celebrate success?