As Jesus approached the town gate, a dead person was being carried out—the only son of his mother, and she was a widow. And a large crowd from the town was with her. When the Lord saw her, his heart went out to her and he said, “Don’t cry.”
Then he went up and touched the coffin, and those carrying it stood still. He said, “Young man, I say to you, get up!” The dead man sat up and began to talk, and Jesus gave him back to his mother. (Luke 7:12-15).
Are you in the middle of a day, month, or year that seems to feel like this funeral procession? Is there something in your life that has died or been taken away? All it takes is one word from Him, and it all changes. One glance and the situation will never be the same. When Jesus walked this earth, large crowds of people followed Him, hoping to make some sort of contact with Him. Hosannah! Hosannah! They cried out to Him as they lined each side of the road, waving their palm branches as He passed by. Many had heard and many had seen what could happen when He passed their way.
They had seen that a woman with an issue of blood for all her life only had to touch the hem of His garment and was healed forever. They had heard that all He had to do was pray over a small amount of fish and bread and over 5,000 would be fed. They knew that one glance from Him could forever change them. One touch, one teaching, one home visit. As He walked their dirty roads, men were climbing trees to see him (wee little men), men were cutting roofs out of buildings to lower their sick friends down for His healing touch, fathers were traveling many miles to have Him just speak a word about their sick child. Twelve men left their professions and families to follow His every word.
Just a glimpse, just a teaching, just one miracle, and everything changed for the onlooker. Everything. One conversation by a well, one net full of fish.
And yet, now—because He suffered and died on the cross and we have invited Him in to be the lord of our lives—we do not have to line the streets like they did, hoping that He will make eye contact and acknowledge us. He is in us and we are in Him. All we ever need has already been given because of His sacrifice on the cross. What a joy and privilege it is to not be a face in the crowd, hoping to be acknowledged by Him, but to be His chosen favorite. How blessed we are that we do not have to strive for His presence in our lives. What an honor that His presence surrounds us daily.