21 When Jesus had again crossed over by boat to the other side of the lake, a large crowd gathered around him while he was by the lake. 22 Then one of the synagogue leaders, named Jairus, came, and when he saw Jesus, he fell at his feet. 23 He pleaded earnestly with him, “My little daughter is dying. Please come and put your hands on her so that she will be healed and live.” 24 So Jesus went with him.

A large crowd followed and pressed around him. 25 And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years. 26 She had suffered a great deal under the care of many doctors and had spent all she had, yet instead of getting better she grew worse. 27 When she heard about Jesus, she came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, 28 because she thought, “If I just touch his clothes, I will be healed.” 29 Immediately her bleeding stopped and she felt in her body that she was freed from her suffering.

30 At once Jesus realized that power had gone out from him. He turned around in the crowd and asked, “Who touched my clothes?”

31 “You see the people crowding against you,” his disciples answered, “and yet you can ask, ‘Who touched me?’”

32 But Jesus kept looking around to see who had done it. 33 Then the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came and fell at his feet and, trembling with fear, told him the whole truth. 34 He said to her, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace and be freed from your suffering.”

35 While Jesus was still speaking, some people came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue leader. “Your daughter is dead,” they said. “Why bother the teacher anymore?”

36 Overhearing what they said, Jesus told him, “Don’t be afraid; just believe.”

37 He did not let anyone follow him except Peter, James and John the brother of James. 38 When they came to the home of the synagogue leader, Jesus saw a commotion, with people crying and wailing loudly. 39 He went in and said to them, “Why all this commotion and wailing? The child is not dead but asleep.” 40 But they laughed at him.

After he put them all out, he took the child’s father and mother and the disciples who were with him, and went in where the child was. 41 He took her by the hand and said to her, “Talitha koum!” (which means “Little girl, I say to you, get up!”). 42 Immediately the girl stood up and began to walk around (she was twelve years old). At this they were completely astonished. 43 He gave strict orders not to let anyone know about this, and told them to give her something to eat. Mark 5:21-43

As Jesus moved from the lakeside towards the town, He was shoved and pushed by many kinds of people, curious people, sensation-seeking people, expectant people, hostile people, critical people, sick people, disabled people, desperate people – all wanting to get near Him, all clamouring for attention or shooting taunting comments at Him.

It amazes me how He seemed oblivious to the general hubbub but always caught the sound of a heart cry. His spirit could detect the touch of faith from a dying woman that drew healing energy from Him, and He responded immediately. It was not enough that she received her physical healing in response to her touch of faith. She needed the reassurance of a personal encounter with Him that connected her spirit with His forever.

Jesus ignored the sarcasm that His question drew from His disciples. They were ignorant and without understanding. He was vibrantly alive in the spirit to what was transpiring in the unseen realm. He wanted to move this incident to its completed end. He continued to ask and wait until the healed woman owned up. She was afraid, thinking that she was in for a severe reprimand and perhaps humiliation in front of the crowd. She had broken the law and was in for big trouble!

Instead, she felt the gentleness of the Rabbi’s yoke, reassurance, commendation, shalom; mental, spiritual and physical wholeness. He called her, ‘Daughter!’ Relief, joy, gratitude, excitement must have flooded her heart. She felt reconnected to God. She was no longer unclean. She could love and be loved again. How good it must have felt to have the great load of guilt, shame and fear lifted off her.

Did she have a husband, children, perhaps even grandchildren who have never touched her? After twelve long years she was free to be an active and loving member of her family again. Would she ever forget Jesus? Would she somehow realise who He was?

Luella Campbell

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