Jairus’ daughter (Luke 8:40-42, 49-56)
The mourning
Had already begun
When Jesus came,
Despite the message
I had sent
That the moment had passed
And she had gone.
They laughed
When he said she slept
Yet I looked up
From my weeping
As I heard
The steely determination
In his voice.
And as he took her hand
I saw the life return
And knew this man
Was like no other.
By Jeannie Kendall