Jairus was desperate. His 12 year old daughter was deathly ill. As a synagogue ruler, he’d heard of Jesus, the controversial Rabbi who was said to have healing powers. So putting aside his pride, and whatever doubts he had, he fell at Jesus’ feet and “implored him earnestly, saying, ‘My little daughter is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on her….’” Imagine his relief when Jesus agreed to go to his home. He would heal his daughter! A crowd was following them when suddenly Jesus stopped. “Who touched me?” he asked. After some confusion, a woman cautiously crept forward and said, “It was me.” What must Jairus have been thinking at this moment? His daughter is at the point of death, and Jesus stops to talk to a woman with a chronic illness! Can’t it wait? By the time Jesus finished with the woman whom he had healed, bad news came from the ruler’s home. It was too late; his daughter was dead. Of course, you’ve read the story, so you know how it turns out. Jesus brought the lit...
