Jesus Heals the Sick
23Jesus went throughout Galilee, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom, and healing every disease and sickness among the people. 24News about him spread all over Syria, and people brought to him all who were ill with various diseases, those suffering severe pain, the demon-possessed, those having seizures, and the paralyzed, and he healed them. 25Large crowds from Galilee, the Decapolis, Jerusalem, Judea and the region across the Jordan followed him.
The Workers Are Few
35Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, preaching the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. 36When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
I was sick. I had an infection. It caused me to deliver my daughter much, much too soon. I cried out to Jesus. I prayed for healing. I prayed for my daughter.
I begged for compassion.
When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless...
He had compassion on them.
Jesus healed many in his days on earth. He has healed many from Heaven, having compassion on them. I have wondered often why He did not have compassion for me, compassion for my daughter. I wonder what He knows that I do not. What makes this a right part of His plan? What makes this worth the sacrafice? What makes this worth my daughter's life? What makes this worth losing part of my heart?
Jesus could have healed me, too. He just chose not to.