"In the evening when the sun was set, they brought unto Him all that were diseased and them that were possessed with devils."
- Mark 1:32
This is a scene challenges the imagination. The sun had set.
Silhouetted against the fading light is the sublime figure of Jesus.
About Him are sick and handicapped sufferers seeking relief and cure.
The healing power of the Savior goes into the hearts and bodies of the
distressed. The scene of misery is transformed into a scene of joy and
gratitude.
In some degrees this scene is repeated today. Our public and private
institutions shelter many sick, handicapped, and lonely lives. Into
these gatherings of affliction go institutional missionaries,
deaconesses, and lay workers. As they are representatives of the Savior
they bind up the . . .
"In the evening when the sun was set, they brought unto Him all that were diseased and them that were possessed with devils."
- Mark 1:32
This is a scene challenges the imagination. The sun had set. Silhouetted against the fading light is the sublime figure of Jesus. About Him are sick and handicapped sufferers seeking relief and cure. The healing power of the Savior goes into the hearts and bodies of the distressed. The scene of misery is transformed into a scene of joy and gratitude.
In some degrees this scene is repeated today. Our public and private institutions shelter many sick, handicapped, and lonely lives. Into these gatherings of affliction go institutional missionaries, deaconesses, and lay workers. As they are representatives of the Savior they bind up the brokenhearted, they proclaim liberty to the captives. They give to them beauty for ashes; the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness.
In the spirit of the Savior's prayer in Gethsemane they plead for physical relief. Time and again there came answers which cannot be described as less than miraculous.
Christians friends, we thank our Savior for the undeserved privilege of being His partners in this challenging ministry of love.
WORDS TO THE HYMNS OF DAY-
Thy arm, O Lord, in days of old, was strong to heal and save;
It triumphed over disease and death, over darkness and the grave.
To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb, the palsied and the lame,
The leper with his tainted life, the sick with fevered frame.
And lo, Thy touch brought life and health, gave speech, and strength and sight;
And youth renewed and fear relieved owned Thee, the LORD of light;
And now, O LORD, be near to bless, Almighty as of yore,
In crowded street, by restless couch, as by Gennesaret's shore.
Be Thou our great Deliverer still, Thou LORD of life and death;
Restore and quicken, soothe and bless, with Thine almighty breath.
To hands that work and eyes that see, give wisdom's heavenly lore,
That whole and sick, and weak and strong, may praise Thee evermore.