And it came to pass the day after, that he went into a city called Nain; and many of his disciples went with him, and much people.
Now when he came nigh to the gate of the city, behold, there was a dead man carried out, the only son of his mother, and she was a widow: and much people of the city was with her.
And when the Lord saw her, he had compassion on her, and said unto her, Weep not.
And he came and touched the bier: and they that bare him stood still. And he said, Young man, I say unto thee, Arise.
And he that was dead sat up, and began to speak. And he delivered him to his mother. Lk. 7:11-15
I have not ‘departed’ yet, and so I am back. I am back, not just to write on this blog but, more importantly, to live out the Christian life. I know how comfortable it would be to just relax on my chair and spend days on end up just churning out teaching upon teaching on this blog. But for me, there is no greater joy than to find myself physically sharing the gospel with someone, meeting people “face to face”, as Robin Hood tells the Sheriff in Disney’s animated classic!
But more about that later…
The Bible has many touching stories. For me probably the most moving of them all is the story of Jesus stopping that bier and commanding the young man to rise up.
I often wonder what it must have meant to that old widow…