Lately it seems I have been walking through a fog. I feel displaced, distracted, and might I just add discombobulated. I’m still reeling from the unexpected and trying to find my rhythm again. And if I’m honest Jesus feels distant to me on many days. But I know it’s me, who has moved my place. After going on autopilot for days, I finally remember to crack open my Bible. I resort back to my faithful One Year Bible for Women, it makes it simple. I don’t have to figure out what to read. It already has the daily agenda laid out for me. The day’s reading is from Mark 5:21-43.
As I begin reading familiar passages of scripture about Jairus plea for his sick daughter and the women with an issue of blood, one scripture in particular grabs my attention.
Mark 5:35b(NLT) Your daughter is dead. There’s no use troubling the Teacher now. (emphasis mine)
Within a moment I am transported from the text and into all the seemingly dead things that we deem as no use as troubling Jesus with today. You know how we convince ourselves that there is no use troubling Jesus now….
now that you are already divorce
now that the relationship has ended
now that your wayward son is facing charges
now that your teenage daughter is 6 months pregnant
now that you are well passed thirty and still not married
now that that the doctors said you have cancer and you only a few months left
now that you promised yourself you never would do this again but here you are right back again
now that you have accepted that this is just the way life is
Deaden hopes, expectations and dreams have a way of leaving us despondent, dejected and deceived into thinking it’s no use bringing our NOW concerns to Jesus.
At the same time the miracle was happening for the woman with an issue of blood, Jairus was receiving the word that his daughter’s issue was dead.
Have you ever been around women who were celebrating in triumphant, while you secretly felt as if you were dying inside because of your issues? We all have issues. Young or old. Slender or full-figured. Career women or stay at home mom. Bible teacher or lady of the night. Living in the big house with picket fence, staying in the penthouse or having no real place to call home. All women have issues.
Perhaps it is no coincidence that Jesus places us in the midst of others who are experiencing fruitfulness in the same kinds of places we are momentarily barren. What if we start to see them as little reminders that Jesus is near instead of allowing them to become needle pricks that points to what is missing in our lives?
Throughout my day I reflect upon that one little line of scripture that refuses to be ignored–no use troubling the teacher now. That’s just what the enemy would have us believe. Our problem is too small, too big, or too trivial to bring to Jesus. Jesus had a comeback for those words and they still ring true for you and I today. Don’t be afraid. Just have faith.
It takes courage to press pass the naysayers and all the evidence that points to just how hopeless things look right now but bring it in faith to Jesus. Now is the perfect time.
Wanda Ward is a directionally-challenged southern girl, who often finds herself lost in a good book. By day she works as a case management coordinator and spends her free time as a blogger, reader, CSS and HTML digger. She enjoys a glass of cold coca-cola, although she has found that nothing truly satisfies her thirst quite like Jesus. You can connect with Wanda via her blog, The Watered Soul or on Twitter @TheWateredSoul.