Healing and hope

Haiku for desperate people

On the other side

of the lake, a crowd gathered;,

eager for his word.

A desperate dad,

synagogue leader Jairus,

fell at Jesus’ feet.

Begs for his daughter,

She’s dying, come and touch her

with your healing hands.

A woman is there,

bleeding, unclean for twelve years;

doctors have not helped.

She comes quietly,

feeling shame at her illness;

touches his clothing.

Immediately

her flow of blood ends. What joy!

she knows she is healed.

He somehow feels it,

asks who it was who touched him

as the crowd presses.

In fear and trembling

she falls before him. Daughter,

be healed, go in peace.

He has been delayed;

reports are brought of the girl.

No point in coming.

She’s not dead, he says,

just sleeping. They scoff and laugh.

He goes to the house.

He takes the girls hand,

(She was all of twelve years old),

Little girl, get up!

What wonder is this?

He speaks and his words bring life;

this is the gospel!

© Ken Rookes 2018