Last Sunday morning we visited a nearby church for the second time. The pastor, sensitive to the Spirit of God, suddenly interrupted the worship celebration and made reference to this story:

‘Not long after that (a miracle of healing), Jesus went to the village Nain. His disciples were with him, along with quite a large crowd. As they approached the village gate, they met a funeral procession—a woman’s only son was being carried out for burial. And the mother was a widow. When Jesus saw her, his heart broke. He said to her, “Don’t cry.” Then he went over and touched the coffin. The pallbearers stopped. He said, “Young man, I tell you: Get up.” The dead son sat up and began talking. Jesus presented him to his mother.

     They all realized they were in a place of holy mystery, that God was at work among them. They were quietly worshipful—and then noisily grateful, calling out among themselves,  ‘God is back, looking to the needs of his people’  The news of Jesus spread all through the country.”

 There were two parades.  Jesus stopped them both.

One was a parade celebrating life,  made up of Jesus and the vast crowds that were following him.

The other parade was a small funeral procession,  made up of a Mom and others grieving the loss of the life of her only son.                  When the two parades met Jesus stopped them both. Why?

Compassion? Yes, in part. His heart broke upon seeing the grief and brokenness of the mother.

But death is a hard but normal part of life, so why stop this parade, THIS death?

Answer:  Sometimes something or someone dies before its time. For whatever the reason Jesus chose to bring the boy that was dead back to life so the boy could complete the purpose for which he was born.  In God’s plan it wasn’t his time to die, but only God could bring him back to life.

The application:  Sometimes something dies within someone before its time.  In order for the someone to fulfill his or her life purpose that deadness within must be recognized and brought back to life…something only God can do.

This is what the God sensitive pastor said:

Sometimes God stops the parade so He can bring the part of us that has died back to life.

He expanded on that and then invited us to ask God to show us if something had died within us that God wanted to bring back to life.  The parade wasn’t going to continue in our lives until God was allowed to be God and bring that which had died before its time back to life. The invitation was then extended for those who knew God was showing them the something that had died within to come forward to open our hearts up to God and to let God bring life where there was death.

I watched as a small parade of people so to speak quietly took their place along the front.

God led me to do the same.  Hope was reborn, or better: hope was brought back to life.

Along with hope God put His healing hand on my heart, and the part of me that had died and had lost all passion and desire to study and preach and teach… came alive.  There were no fanfare or loud noises.  Resurrections are usually quiet you know.                                   But that which had died came alive… all because a humble pastor was sensitive to the quiet leading of God.

He said to her, “Don’t cry.” Then he went over and touched the coffin… everything stopped. He said, “Young man, I tell you: Get up.”         The dead son sat up and began talking.”  As will I … sit up and begin talking…

Thank you Pastor.  Thank you God.

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