She is very alone in the crowd; her presence in both story and
crowd is defined by her separateness, her isolation. He is surrounded by
community, his presence defined by relationships.
They have nothing in common.
Except the most important thing.
In their great need, they both receive the gift of Jesus’ healing
power.
She appears in the
middle of what seems to be his story.
An unnamed woman, bankrupted emotionally and financially by extensive and
failed medical treatment. Utterly alone in the crowd. No family, no friend, comes
with her to seek this healer, this man of God, in her desperate quest to just touch his cloak.
The thick, shoulder to shoulder crowd, presses around her, bumps
against her but doesn’t notice her, with no one to claim her and look for her
in the chaos, no one to make space for her, no one to call the healer’s
attention to her.
Meanwhile, he’s up
at the front of the crowd, at the center of attention. Jairus is introduced to
us and known to Jesus by name,
by relationship, by his standing in the community. He doesn’t come to Jesus
alone, but as a father, and a leader respected and surrounded by his community.
And now the healer is coming to his home, to his family, specifically to
respond to his need, bringing along a great, crowded community of witnesses.
That doesn’t make him any less desperate for healing than that lonely
unnamed woman, though. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet, all but babbling in his pleading, asking for Jesus
to help his little girl over and over before Jesus ever gets a word in
edgewise.
The crowd makes space for him, definitely; they’re here for him –
at least sort of – they want to see Jesus heal his child.
Even when the news is bad, when his daughter is reported dead, his
house is full of community, mourners and neighbors, there to notice and remember
and support the family in their grief.
Those two have nothing in common.
Except the most important thing.
When that isolated, unnamed woman gets herself just close enough to brush her hand
against Jesus’ clothes, she is healed, and Jesus himself declares publicly that
her faith
has made her well.
Jairus, confronted suddenly and publicly with the fact of his
daughter’s death, is reminded by Jesus to keep his faith – that faith that
brought him to Jesus and Jesus to his house – and that faith opens the way for
Jesus to heal his daughter.
These are stories about healing, absolutely. But they are also
stories about the barriers to
healing, and about the faith that opens
up those barriers, because Jesus wants to heal us so much he won’t let
those barriers stop us.
I mean, that whole touching his clothes thing should never have
worked. Everybody else who is healed in the gospels asks for it. They
call out to Jesus, and get his undivided attention. Or someone else advocates for them, begging or demanding
healing face to face. Healing doesn’t happen by accident, behind Jesus’ back.
This touching of his cloak isn’t how Jesus came to heal us. He
wants to see us, he wants to know us and be known, and heal us in relationship.
But this woman is different. There’s no one to speak for her, she’s
isolated even in the midst of a crowd, and now she’s even going to take Jesus’ intentions out of the conversation. She
wants to or feels she has to do it herself. So she convinces herself
that Jesus’ clothes have the power to heal her (even though they don’t) and she
won’t give up until she
touches them for herself.
Independence, drive, and persistence are praiseworthy. They’re
virtues we’re going to celebrate this week on our nation’s birthday. We value
those qualities in our history, in our children, in ourselves. But sometimes
they are barriers to divine
healing, just like isolation usually is.
Relationship, respect, community leadership and family support
are praiseworthy, too. We celebrate
those in stories we love and in the news; we try to build or legislate them
into our public lives.
Jairus has all of that, and it’s a blessing. But none of that is what brought him to Jesus for healing, and eventually it becomes a barrier, as his community starts to insist that healing isn’t possible, that he needs to accept his daughter’s death, to mourn with them, and stop bothering the teacher with this ridiculous hope.
Jairus has all of that, and it’s a blessing. But none of that is what brought him to Jesus for healing, and eventually it becomes a barrier, as his community starts to insist that healing isn’t possible, that he needs to accept his daughter’s death, to mourn with them, and stop bothering the teacher with this ridiculous hope.
Even good things can get between us and God sometimes. They
become barriers when we let things like independence, persistence, respect,
leadership, become more important in directing our lives than God’s wall-shattering
generosity. Or when we mistake our good
human values for God’s will.
But Jesus isn’t
going to let those barriers stop him from healing us. And he points out to both
Jairus and the unnamed woman – and so to us, today – that their faith helps him pull those barriers aside.
It wasn’t touching Jesus’ clothes that healed the woman. She
touched him, yes. Power went out of him, her bleeding stopped. But it was her faith: her overwhelming trust that her healing
was possible in the face of overwhelming evidence that it wasn’t that made her
well. Her trust touched Jesus’ power, and she was brought into relationship and
healed, as Jesus pushes through the invisible walls of her separateness and
self-reliance, knows her and makes her known and seen among the crowd.
Jairus’ faith
in Jesus, his powerful trust in the possibility of healing – is publicly
challenged when his household announces his daughter’s death, and the mourners
laugh at Jesus.
But Jesus reminds him: don’t stop believing. Hold on to your
faith, remember your trust. And then Jesus puts all the barriers aside, sending
away the skeptics, so that he can reunite
Jairus and his wife with the daughter who had been separated from them, healing
not just her body, but their hearts, and making their family whole again.
We want that kind of healing. We need that healing - desperately,
some of us. But there are things that can keep us from seeking and receiving
that gift from Jesus. Things we know are dangerous, like isolation and pride
and peer pressure can get between us and God. But also good things – independence
or a tight-knit relationships; civility and fair play and work ethic; the rule
of law or the ethic of tolerance. Any of those things, and many others, can
make it difficult for us, as individuals or as a community to put our deepest trust in God, instead of in
those things we’re proud of; and to trust Jesus to provide the impossible healing we need.
But Jesus wants
to heal us – you, me, individuals, families, the world – so much the even
the things that get in our
way can’t stop him.
All he asks is that we go ahead and let ourselves trust – radically,
impossibly trust – let go of
fear, keep believing, so that we keep seeking God while Jesus breaks the
barriers down.
Because Jesus wants all our different stories to be like the two different stories we heard
today, completed with the most important thing, the gift of Jesus’ healing
touch: greatly needed, trustingly sought, fully received.
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