One Great Sign That A Woman Is Well
If he had been a southern man and the mother-in-law had been a Texas girl, she would have been appalled for him to see her lying there like that –with no lipstick on and hair mussed by the pillow.
But he would have been a gentleman and paid no mind to her appearance.
Gently taking her hand, he would have helped her sit up. With that, the dangerous fever would have left.
And she would have gotten up and set out chips and homemade salsa on the bar. She would have asked all those guys if they would care for some sweet tea, and she would have made sure the ice cubes went all the way to the rim of the glass.
…if he had been a southern man and the mother-in-law a Texas girl.
But it was Jesus and Simon’s mother-in-law. I think, though, that he still was the gentleman and only the choice of food set out by the woman would have made the story different.
How do we know when a woman has come back from the brink of death? Because we see her get busy at home.
Dinner is in the crockpot.
Clean underwear is in the drawers.
Beds are made.
I have been sick in spirit before –not feverish, but anxious or grieving or lonely. And in those times the very, very hardest thing to do was a regular chore. To get out of bed and get dressed, load the dishwasher, and think of what to make for dinner all seemed impossible tasks.
But then the Lord would lift my chin, and I would find life and energy in my soul again. The most joyful sign of inner health was that I actually felt like tidying up the living room or wiping down the bathroom sink.
So he went to her, took her hand and helped her up. The fever left her and she began to wait on them. (Mark 1:31 NIV)
To be helped up is a great gift, isn’t it? To be able to get up and go about our daily tasks?
So I pray today that the Lord will take you by the hand and help you rise to serve the people in your life. What a great celebration that you are alive and well.
These words fit my situation perfectly! Every March I experience
this sick in spirit lonely, anxious and grieving remembering my Kelly
who went to heaven April 2. I read daily devotions and promise God
I will give my sadness to him and let him guide my day. I was meant to find
Oh, I feel your pain. I grieve the death of my Father who went to be with the Lord two years ago. I’m glad you’ve come to my site, and I pray the Lord lifts your spirits, friend! Someday there will be no more of this sorrow.
The post was made on February 28th but God held it for me this morning. Wow! My daily life lately has been perfectly described. So grateful that we have a God that lifts us out of the fever and lifelessness to give us joy again! Getting back to the life but it has been slow. God is healing my insides but we are taking small steps.
He does lift us, but I know how hard it is when that happens slowly. I’m glad you can see the Lord working, though!
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