Have you found yourself desperate and in a desperate situation? I have. At least three times, I was in desperation due to extreme pain. First, when I was twelve years old, my intestine flipped and twisted. I was screaming with pain. Another time, I lacerated my eye. It felt like a thousand bee stings rubbed with salt. Another time, I had an extreme side ache. By late evening I was moaning and crawling on the carpet floor. Finally, the pain was so great I passed out. My wife rushed me to the hospital. It was appendicitis. When the doctor touched in in surgery, it exploded. In each case, I was desperate for help and healing.
One day, Jesus traveled by boat and disembarked need Capernaum. A large crowd gathered around him. While he was talking to them, a man pushed his way through the crowd and threw himself at the feet of Jesus in desperation. I was Jairus, one of the synagogue leaders. In desperation, he pleaded earnestly with Jesus, “My little daughter is dying. Please come and put your hands on her so that she will be healed and live. So Jesus went with him.” We know the rest of the story. Jesus does heal his daughter.
I love the line, “So Jesus went with him.” In our moments of desperation, Jesus goes with us not only to resolve our needs but also to save us. William Barclay writes, “Here is a man who forgets everything except that he wanted the help of Jesus. Because of that forgetfulness, he would remember forever that Jesus is a Savior.”