When Jesus crossed over the lake to the other side, a great crowd soon gathered around Him. At this point, a man named Jairus appeared on the scene. He was president of one of the synagogues. [The crowd made way for him]. And as soon as he saw Jesus, he fell at His feet and implored Him earnestly: “My daughter is dying. Please come with me and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well, and live!”
So Jesus set out for the president’s home with a great crowd following Him and indeed pressing all around Him.
In the crowd was a woman who’d been inflicted with internal bleeding for twelve years. She’d suffered much under the “care” of many incompetent doctors. And having spent every penny she had on these quacks, she’d received no benefit from their treatment at all. Rather, she’d become even worse. She’d heard about Jesus and thought to herself, “If I can but touch the hem of His garment, I shall be cured!” So she came up behind Him in the crowd and touched His garment. Immediately, the bleeding ceased and she knew she’d been instantly healed of her affliction.
Jesus felt the power of the Holy Spirit flowing out of His body. Turning around, He faced the crowd, asking, “Who touched Me?”
His disciples joked with Him: “Who touched you? Just look at this crowd pressing all around! And you presume to ask, who touched you!”
Jesus knew they didn’t understand. So He looked around to see who’d made use of His power without a by-your-leave. The woman, frightened and trembling, for she’d felt the power of the Holy Spirit in her body and knew what Jesus was talking about, fell in front of Him and confessed everything.
Jesus said to her, “Daughter, you have faith in Me, and your faith has made you well. Go in peace and rejoice. You are healed of your affliction!”
At this very moment, some men arrived from the president’s home and said to Jairus, “Your daughter has just died. No need to worry the Teacher any longer!”
But Jesus ignored the messengers and said to Jairus, “Don’t be afraid. Just keep on believing!”
At this point, Jesus allowed no-one to accompany Him further except myself and the two brothers, James and John.
When we arrived at the home of Jairus, we witnessed a great commotion. People were weeping and wailing all over the place. Jesus went into the house and said to them, “Why are you screaming and crying and making all this noise? The child is not dead. She is merely asleep.”
They all stopped wailing and carrying on, and jeered at Jesus instead. But He threw them all out of the house, and took the three of us, plus the child’s father and mother, into the room where the dead girl lay. Clutching the child’s hand, He said to her, “Listen to Me, little girl! Wake up!”
Immediately, the little girl got up and walked about. (She was twelve years old). Her mother and father were utterly amazed. Jesus gave them strict orders to tell no-one what He’d done, and then suggested they give the girl something to eat.