And he arose and left the synagogue and entered Simon's house. Now Simon's mother-in-law was ill with a high fever, and they appealed to him on her behalf. And he stood over her and rebuked the fever, and it left her, and immediately she rose and began to serve them.
Now when the sun was setting, all those who had any who were sick with various diseases brought them to him, and he laid his hands on every one of them and healed them. And demons also came out of many, crying, “You are the Son of God!” But he rebuked them and would not allow them to speak, because they knew that he was the Christ. Luke 4:38-41
I keep wondering about all the people who witnessed the bombing in Boston, and all those who will never be whole after this incident. The depth of trauma and loss is hard to imagine. So far away, on the other side of the country and 4 time zones away, I feel helpless. I want to be able to help but there is nothing I can do but pray. Time and constant supportive love heal many wounds. God only knows how to heal a whole city. Those who have suffered might have to teach us how to help.
Jesus went to the aid of his friend's mother. She was sick, on the point of death, and he made her well. In response to her healing she got up from her sickbed and served them. He moved around and touched all those who needed his help, bringing new life and freedom from their demons. He set them free to live and love again. They were no longer dependent but able to stand up and share life with others. They were able to serve, love and grow again. God invites us to seek healing in these dark times, even when we are overwhelmed by despair. God promises to work into the night for the restoration of the world.
Today, I ask God to help me seek the healing I need to serve others. May the mending of our hearts inspire us to seek ways to bring love to those who are despairing and broken. May we reach beyond our fears and terrors and be brave so that others might live.