Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Interruptions

Have you ever had the feeling/assurance as you stood by the sickbed of a loved one that Jesus was right there with you? v. 24 In this section, we read of the woman who had a special physical need . . . a need for healing. She was healed. Why do you suppose Jesus insisted that this newly healed woman “step forward” so that other people would know about it? What might that suggest for us? Notice that the account of this needy woman takes place while Jesus is on His way to heal a little girl elsewhere. It was “an interruption” for Jesus. Consider: how do I feel about being “interrupted” when I have plans of my own? Am I able to see it as not just an “interruption”, but as an “opportunity” to help, to share and tell others what Jesus has done for us? Notice, too, that all this time, Jairus is waiting for Jesus to get to his house to heal his little sick daughter! Can we really trust the Lord enough to believe that in the ways of the Lord Delay is not Denial? See verse 36 where Jesus said: “Don’t be afraid. Just have faith.” Is that what the Lord is saying to me right now?

Don Pardun

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

My heart cries out "Oh yes, I want to see the opportunities!"

I am also struck by the little human touches credited to Jesus here: feeling the touch of the woman, knowing the length of her suffering, "don't be afraid", holding the little girl's hand and then providing for her hunger. He was a real man!

Chris S.

Anonymous said...

Today this passage means so much. A wife of one of the teachers I work with in my building passed away today after a long battle with cancer. She just turned 40. In my book- a young woman. It was announced through an email that went out to the whole district. It felt so impersonal. It was not meant that way. But it made many unhappy here that this is the way we were informed. The writer asked us to keep the family in our thoughts-- mind you not our prayers. Again, the writer was being careful and PC. Maybe she did not have the courage to say "keep the family in your prayers." As I cryied for this family that has suffered so long, I also cried to think that we are made to shut the word "God" and "prayer" out of our officialdom even at a time like this. Where is the sense of it all when God is everywhere- when He is infused in us and in our very life force? We still do not have the eyes to see nor the ears to hear and apparently the backbone in this culture to shout out the truth.
Then I read this passage and I hear these precious words of Jesus when he talks to this woman he does not know who has touched his robes in order to be healed. He calls her "daughter". Daughter. How beautiful. To know that we can be a daughter or a son to a Father that loves us --yes us-- so much.
Today, a daughter went home to her father in heaven. No thought can match that. No good will and kind card can make any difference. But Jesus does. What if he never walked that road and healed that woman or healed Jarius' daughter? What if the Son had never come to be with us and laid his life down for us? What would we do-- where would we go -- what would become of us?