As she walked out of the house a few drops of blood lingered by. She saw him from afar and thought, “If I could just touch his robe!” She walked as fast as she could, though fast was not a possibility for her. Weakness was. She had bled so much that morning, that walking only made her dizzy and faint. Yet her determination brought her to him. Panting, weaker and weaker as she approached, she made her way to him. She held out her shaky, bloody hand, and touched him. RESPONSE!
His touch brought a sense of healing, which traveled throughout her entire body. She has spent 12 years visiting doctors, wasting her money, wasting her hope. Now with just one visit, one touch, hope was restored. HEALED!
They surrounded her bed, as the beautiful little girl lay breathing shallow, quiet, last breaths. Memories of her first word, her first few steps, and the joy she brought to them were in his head. It was his most precious possession, the music in their home. He would not give up, he would find a way, and so he ran. As fast as he could, he ran toward one that would bring a solution. He ran to the one that could heal. He saw him through the crowd of people, so he began racing through the crowd. When he approached him, he fell to his knees. “Please come heal my baby girl. She is dying now, BUT I know you can heal her, “said Jairus. At the moment he lifted Jairus from the ground and went. RESPONSE!
Jairus arrived with him to the scene. Neighbors were crying outside the home. Jairus could hear gloomy, death music playing in the air. “It can’t be too late, we’re here, HE’S here,” thought Jairus. Finally they made it in the room. The beautiful little girl with rosy cheeks, and life in her laughter, was now gray and her face solemn.
He simply touched her little cold and gray hand, and said “Talitha koum, “which means Wake up little girl. Color returned to her cheeks, then to her entire body, and she threw the covers off and ran to her Poppa! ALIVE!
They had heard of this healer. He had raised the dead; he had healed simply by his touch, simply through his presence. Could he heal a blind man? Could he bring light into his dark, black, empty world? They brought their blind friend to him. When they approached him they begged him to simply touch the blind man. The blind man simply went along with them. His world was dark and there was simply no hope for light. Yet he took the blind man and said, “Walk with me.” RESPONSE!
The blind man was so used to being led by others. However this was different. He was being led to a place where he knew hope would be. As the blind man held him, his heart began to speed, and his breaths became rapid, he had a sense deep inside that something would change. Maybe his touch would be enough.
The blind man was is for a surprise. First the man put his spit on the blind man’s eyes. He then asked, “Can you see?” The blind man began to see figures from afar; he began to see blurs that walked. That would be enough. His darkness had light. But the healer had more. He touched the blind man’s eyes once more, and the blind man was able to see. No longer dark, no longer gray, but a world of light! AWAKE!
More and more were brought to him. More and more were amazed by him. There was healing in his touch, there was power in this man. Who was this man they believed in? The King of Glory, His name…JESUS.
“I don’t think there is anyone who needs God’s help and grace as much as I do. Sometimes I feel so helpless and weak. I think that is why God uses me. Because I cannot depend on my own strength, I rely on him twenty-four hours a day. If the day had even more hours, then I would need his help and grace during those hours as well. All of us must cling to God through prayer.”
cheetah, feathers, and wood floors. gorgeous.
it starts off with the honest truth. we are simply not all meant to be teachers, because we will be judged more strictly than others, and many of us out not ready. our biggest offender is our own tongue. what we say really does matter. our words are important. they come out of the heart Mark tells us that it is what is in the heart that defiles us. sadly our tongue can be used for good to life up and praise and also to hurt and bring down someone. its scary that a little organ whose importance is the first part of digestion is also important to determine where your heart is. it’s easy to forget that in situations where everyone around you is using it for bad. it is easy to forget that when you aren’t having a personal relationship with the holy spirit. it’s easy to forget that when your desires being temptation in your life. BUT we have a GOD that redeems. we have a GOD that can take whatever the world has destroyed, and redeemed. We have a relentless pursuer that will pick us up and give us a chance to try again. keep serving, keep growing, keep searching, and keep that heart , and ultimately that tongue in check.