Sometimes We Need a Miracle

Today I have a new poem to share, inspired this week by the news of the many afflictions and deaths in New York and New Jersey, amid this worldwide Covid-19 pandemic...and about the miracles we are praying for and the HOPE we can only find in Jesus...

Painting by Jeremy Winborg
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NEEDING A MIRACLE, LIKE JAIRUS

Another one—

My brother called a few minutes ago

to tell me his friend died

of the Coronavirus

This pandemic is unrelenting

Thousands have died here in New Jersey

as many as in a small country—

Too many deaths

even for the funeral homes

to handle

My prayer list is long

and keeps getting longer

I cross off names

and add some

I’ve been reading about Jairus

the synagogue official

who fell at Jesus’ feet

begging Him to come

heal his dying daughter

so Jesus went

and as they walked

crowds pressed against them

In the midst of the commotion

a woman touched the fringe

of Jesus’ cloak

and He felt power

go out from Him

At that moment she knew

she was healed

The woman told Him

she’d been hemorrhaging

for twelve years

They continued on their way

and someone stopped Jairus

to say his daughter had died

Jesus told him not to fear

but believe

so on they went

When they arrived

there was mournful weeping

and bitter wailing

but Jesus told them

the girl was sleeping

They responded

by laughing in His face

Jesus went inside the house

took the little girl’s hand

in His, and said

 Arise!

At His word

her eyes opened

breath returned to her

and she got up and walked

Now I pause to imagine

if Jesus were here today

in the midst of this virus

how multitudes would

seek Him, how they would

flock around Him

and press against Him

wrenching His cloak

tugging at His arms

pulling Him

this way, that way

beseeching and imploring

Come with me, Jesus…

Oh! come with me, Jesus…

Come with me!…me!…

me!…me!…me!

Oh! Sometimes we desperately

need a miracle

…like Jairus

and always, we definitely need

…Jesus

Maude Carolan Pych