“While Jesus was still speaking, someone came from the house of Jairus, the synagogue leader. ‘Your daughter is dead,’ he said. ‘Don’t bother the teacher anymore.’
Hearing this, Jesus said to Jairus, ‘Don’t be afraid; just believe, and she will be healed.’
When he arrived at the house of Jairus, he did not let anyone go in with him except Peter, John and James, and the child’s father and mother. Meanwhile, all the people were wailing and mourning for her. ‘Stop wailing,’ Jesus said. ‘She is not dead but asleep.’
They laughed at him, knowing that she was dead. But he took her by the hand and said, ‘My child, get up!’ Her spirit returned, and at once she stood up. Then Jesus told them to give her something to eat. Her parents were astonished, but he ordered them not to tell anyone what had happened.” Luke 8:49-56
On the way to Jairus’ house, Jesus stopped. He spent precious time with an infirmed, unclean woman, sick for twelve long years, and miraculously the woman was healed. But Jairus was in a hurry. His twelve-year-old daughter was sick, at the point of death. He needed the miracle. He needed the healing for his daughter. He needed Jesus to come NOW, before it was too late.
While Jesus was speaking to the woman, while He was calling her “Daughter” a messenger came from Jairus’ house about his daughter. The terrible news was delivered. “Your daughter is dead. Don’t bother the teacher anymore.”
Harsh, cold, heart-stopping words about his only child…dead, they were too late. Too late, his beloved child was dead. Dead before she ever really lived. Jairus’ heart broke. How long does it take before a broken heart kills you? He had wanted Jesus to come. He believed with all his heart that He could heal. But now it was too late. Now it was impossible, completely, utterly, totally impossible. But then Jesus spoke to Jairus, “Don’t be afraid; just believe, and she will be healed.” What? What did he say? She would be healed? How? She was dead. Oh, Jairus knew that Jesus had the power to heal her when she was alive, but she was dead. How could she be healed now, after she was dead? Dead is dead. Dead means there is no longer hope. But…what Jairus did not yet know was that the Author of Life was walking with him. Believe, just believe. When they got to the house, Jesus went into this place filled with mourning, weeping, and wailing, “Stop wailing. She is not dead but asleep.” And suddenly in a home where there wouldn’t be laughter for a long time, the mourners laughed. Jesus said she was asleep. This was not sleeping. This child was dead. These people had seen dead. They knew dead and this little girl, as sad as this was, was dead. Jesus took her by the hand and spoke, “My child, get up!” At once her spirit returned, and she got up. Life entered the room. Life entered the child. Too impossible? NO! There is no such thing. Jesus is the God of the impossible!