MUSINGS - February 06, 2019
GOD DOESN'T PLAY FAVORITES
Matthew 9:18=22
A synagogue leader came to Jesus while he was talking to John's disciples. He bowed down in front of Jesus and said, "My daughter just died. Come, lay your hand on her, and she will live." Jesus and his disciples got up and followed the man.
Then a woman came up behind Jesus and touched the edge of his clothes. She had been suffering from chronic bleeding for twelve years. She thought, "If I only touch his clothes, I'll get well." When Jesus turned and saw her he said, "Cheer up, daughter! Your faith has made you well." At that very moment the woman became well.
Jesus was on a mission of mercy for an important man in the community. He and his disciples are making their way through the crowd who are pushing and shouting to get close to him. Imagine an open air concert where people are sitting on the standing. Think Woodstock. Suddenly the Rockstar jumps down from the stage and makes his way through the crowd. That's as close of an analogy as I can think of for what it looked like that day.
And in the middle of this a woman touches his clothes. It wasn't an accident. She was desperate. She had been bleeding for 12 years. For 12 years she had sought help. But nothing had helped. She made a plan. When she heard that Jesus was going to be there. She was going to get close enough to him to touch him or at least touch his clothes. She thought to herself, "If I can just touch his clothes I will be made whole." As he approached, she threw herself to the ground, reached out and touched the edge of his robe. Jesus felt power go out of him. He looked around and when he saw her said, "Cheer up, daughter! Your faith has made you well."
Jesus was on the way to save an important man's daughter. But he wasn't in such a hurry that he couldn't show grace and mercy. God does not play favorites. (Romans 2:11) Visit my daily devotions blog Daily journal /
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