Self-removing Profession

Linda Rock
Jul 13, 2023
2 min read

Please come and put your hands on her so that she will be healed and live.

The picture we have of the person who is praying answered prayer is one whose life shows repentance - a turn away from self and all that used to be according to the dictates of self - to a person humbled to the core.

Look afresh at Jairus and how this synagogue ruler has abandoned all his past traditions, all his pride and self-worth. He has also had to abandon all his preconceived notions, many or few though they may have been, about the Rabbi from Galilee. Yes, he is now a completely dead soul, dead to self and alive to Jesus. Only by faith, will these feedings of the Holy Spirit be taken and eaten by you and me. I say feedings, because this final part of the text as quoted above, has been broken like bread is broken, to feed us in Spiritual chunks.

Amen, to Holy Spirit for His unmatched wisdom in knowing exactly how to feed us fledglings in answered prayer. We are dealing with three deliberately broken pieces here and our feeding will take us through to tomorrow.

The first broken piece

We now feed upon this chunk or broken piece - Please come

What’s so unique or noteworthy of mention, I hear you thinking? If you wish someone to come to you and you are a polite person you will say, please come, or come please. Very true, I admit, but this is most noteworthy and exposing when you think of who is speaking. For one like a synagogue ruler to ask the Rebel Rabbi from Galilee to please come, is huge.

It’s like you, the owner of a well-established restaurant, having problems with a new young chef, who only does what he wants and refuses to follow the rules of your restaurant. He serves all kinds of people and welcomes all manner of people in your place. You tell him that no kind of fish is to be cooked and served on a certain day, but he dishes out fish on any day that it’s needed. Eventually, you chase him away and forbid him from doing his obnoxiously rebellious works in your holy and sacred space.

Then one day, something happens and your restaurant is in jeopardy of shutting down since both your chefs have fallen ill at the same time. You are at your wits end, when someone says that the young upstart of a chef is still around. You leave and go in search of him and when you see him, you kindly ask him to forgive you and beg him: Please come and help me. Fall on that! Feed on that! What words are there to speak? None! Our hearts are beating fast, our minds are emptied of all of whom we are or think we are.

Please come. I’m sure you’ll agree that these are not just words we are hearing but words which we are slowly ingesting, as we too are made like the synagogue ruler, a penitent, subdued, submissive and most self-denied soul, flung at the feet of Jesus.