"When Jesus arrived at the [synagogue] official's home, he saw the noisy crowd and heard the funeral music.
'Get out!' he told them, 'The girl isn't dead; she's only asleep.'
But the crowd laughed at him.
After the crowd was put outside, however, Jesus went in and took the girl by the hand, and she stood up! The report of this miracle swept through the entire countryside."
Matthew 9:23-26, NLT (emphasis, mine)
There have been times in my life where I was believing God for big miracles. REAL BIG.
The synagogue official in today's story was believing God for the impossible. His daughter was dead, and after hearing about Jesus' many miracles, he believed Jesus was the answer.
"My daughter has just died," he said, "but you can bring her back to life again if you just come and lay your hand on her."
Although I'm an introvert, and shy with strangers, I don't often shy away from sharing my REAL BIG, "impossible" hopes with friends and family that I hold dearest.
I have some faith-filled friends. When I call on them, they believe with me. They stand with me. They pray for me.
But then there are the naysayers. The doubters. The unbelievers. Although they may not say it with their mouth, their face does all the talking.
I don't call them... when I'm fasting, praying, believing for a miracle.
I've learned, like today's story, to put them out.
Them and their "funeral music".
They can only believe as far as their eyes, but "we walk by faith and not by sight". (2 Corinthians 5:7). And the promise we can cling to is that our confident trust in the Lord will be rewarded. (Hewbrews 10:35).
It's the beginning of a new year and I'm believing for some pretty big things.
Maybe you are too.
Are there any funeral mourners you need to put aside in your life?
Dwelling in Him,
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Hi, I'm Katie!
Wife to Craig, mom of three, author, writer, Jesus-follower, Bible teacher, and coffee enthusiast.
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