A day of questions ...

      When Jesus had crossed again in the boat to the other side, a great crowd gathered around him; and he was by the sea. Then one of the leaders of the synagogue named Jairus came and, when he saw him, fell at his feet and begged him repeatedly, "My little daughter is at the point of death. Come and lay your hands on her, so that she may be made well, and live." So he went with him.
     And a large crowd followed him and pressed in on him. Now there was a woman who had been suffering from hemorrhages for twelve years. She had endured much under many physicians, and had spent all that she had; and she was no better, but rather grew worse. She had heard about Jesus, and came up behind him in the crowd and touched his cloak, for she said, "If I but touch his clothes, I will be made well." Immediately her hemorrhage stopped; and she felt in her body that she was healed of her disease. Immediately aware that power had gone forth from him, Jesus turned about in the crowd and said, "Who touched my clothes?" And his disciples said to him, "You see the crowd pressing in on you; how can you say, 'Who touched me?'" He looked all around to see who had done it. But the woman, knowing what had happened to her, came in fear and trembling, fell down before him, and told him the whole truth. He said to her, "Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace, and be healed of your disease."
      While he was still speaking, some people came from the leader's house to say, "Your daughter is dead. Why trouble the teacher any further?" But overhearing what they said, Jesus said to the leader of the synagogue, "Do not fear, only believe." He allowed no one to follow him except Peter, James, and John, the brother of James. When they came to the house of the leader of the synagogue, he saw a commotion, people weeping and wailing loudly. When he had entered, he said to them, "Why do you make a commotion and weep? The child is not dead but sleeping." And they laughed at him. Then he put them all outside, and took the child's father and mother and those who were with him, and went in where the child was. He took her by the hand and said to her, "Talitha cum," which means, "Little girl, get up!" And immediately the girl got up and began to walk about (she was twelve years of age). At this they were overcome with amazement. He strictly ordered them that no one should know this, and told them to give her something to eat.
[Mark 5:21-43 NRSV]

      1) If you believed that your daughter was on the edge of death, would you beg "anyone" for help who just might be able to save her?
      2) If this "someone" said yes, would you be willing to be seen in public leading them to your house knowing that everyone would be talking about you behind your back and that it might even cost you your standing within your community?
      3) If you had been slowly bleeding to death and someone happened to be walking by you whom you "believed" had to power to heal others with just a single touch, would you be willing to reach out in secret to touch the edge of their clothing?
      4) If you then heard them asking who had touched them, would you be willing to expose yourself and your condition to everyone else within the community?
      5) If you had been present when this child, who was believed by everyone else to be dead, was awakened and began walking about, would you remain quiet and tell no one? Even if it was your child?

      When God, through the actions of others, touches our lives and brings us healing and hope, do we say that we are lucky? Do we tell everyone that God has come to our personal aid, or do we brag to everyone about our good fortune? When we see the kind and helping actions of others, do we understand that each one of us is called upon to be the very living and active hands of God in this world?