Sunday, June 22, 2003
Sunday, June 22, 2003
Then one of the leaders of the synagogue named Jairus came and, when he saw
him, fell at his feet and begged him repeatedly, "My little daughter is at the point of death. Come
and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well, and live." So he went with him.
The death of a child is the most devastating event that can occur in a family.
Jairus was a man in pain: his little girl was dying. We know Jairus was desperate because he
came to Jesus for help. You see, Jairus was a ruler of the synagogue, and his colleagues would
not look well on the fact that Jairus had invited Jesus into his home to heal his little girl. They
would be shocked. He would be humiliated. What credentials did Jesus have? Where had he
gone to school? By what authority did he heal? Jairus couldn't say. But none of that mattered at
this point. The only thing that mattered was the health and well-being of his daughter. Jesus
brought healing.
Will you let Jesus bring healing to your life?
(Mark 5.22-24
NRSV)
Albert Miller is a pastor in Houston, Texas. His son, Dale, had been killed in an automobile
accident. Now one day a colleague asked Albert about his family. Albert told him that they were
fine, and he also told him that he had lost a son named Dale. "How old?" asked the colleague.
"21," Albert replied. "How?" asked the colleague. "A careless truck driver," Albert replied.
"When?" asked the colleague. "1972," Albert said softly. The colleague whispered but one more
word -- one word that showed the depth of his understanding. The word was, "Yesterday." More
than twenty years before, but still only yesterday.
Loving God, please heal me, as I accept Jesus into my heart and life. Amen.
