I just returned back to the box after three days of fellowship, worship, realization, laughter and snack food, and I’m excited to share one of the many gems I took away from #BRLWGWL2012.
We read the account of Jesus and the bleeding woman in Mark 5, a story I’ve heard dozens of times. But the story usually ended there, I never thought much of the reason for Jesus being on the path which crossed that of that beautiful, faithful daughter of the King. In case you’ve forgotten, Jesus was on His way to heal a sick, sweet little girl. But while He paused on the road to heal the bleeding woman, the young child died. Here’s what happened,
35 While he was still speaking, there came from the ruler’s house some who said, “Your daughter is dead. Why trouble the Teacher any further?” 36 But overhearing what they said, Jesus said to the ruler of the synagogue, “Do not fear, only believe.” 37 And he allowed no one to follow him except Peter and James and John the brother of James. 38 They came to the house of the ruler of the synagogue, and Jesus saw a commotion, people weeping and wailing loudly. 39 And when he had entered, he said to them, “Why are you making a commotion and weeping? The child is not dead but sleeping.” 40 And they laughed at him. But he put them all outside and took the child’s father and mother and those who were with him and went in where the child was. 41 Taking her by the hand he said to her, “Talitha cumi,” which means, “Little girl, I say to you, arise.” 42 And immediately the girl got up and began walking (for she was twelve years of age), and they were immediately overcome with amazement. 43 And he strictly charged them that no one should know this, and told them to give her something to eat.
Let’s think about this for a minute: a little girl dies, People get sad. That’s how it works. But here’s Jesus, saying “Don’t cry. She’s not dead, she’s just taking a little nap,”. And the people’s reaction? They laughed at Him, calling Him crazy. But that didn’t stop Jesus; no way Jose. He matched right up to that precious little thing and said “Time to wake up, little one,”, and her starry eyes fluttered open, meeting those her Savior.
Saints, how similar are we to this child? Hopeless and dead. But how beautiful is our Jesus, who takes even the most hopeless cases and says, “don’t weep for them, I’ll breathe life into their souls,”
Man oh man! Talk about a reason to rejoice! Rest here, brothers and sisters. Arise, O Sleeper!