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Mrs Jairus' side of the story
by Tesiri Moweta
10/14/05
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Most people know my husband’s side of this story but it’s about time people hear mine.

“Madame, Haddiza rushed into the garden with pandemonium “she’s getting worse, what do we do?” I was silent. Grief didn’t allow me speak too much. I came out to get some fresh air and shed a few tears. I was already mourning my sick daughter who wasn’t dead. The whole household knew I was not to be disturbed but Haddiza had to break in on my privacy due to the serious situation at hand. My daughter’s condition just worsened. She had slipped into a coma and Haddiza had broken the news the best way she knew how.

With silence still as my able companion, Haddiza watched as I walked straight to my daughter’s room and touched her forehead. All the colour had disappeared from her face. I raised her to myself and kissed her forehead which jolted memories of my husband kissing my own forehead that morning when leaving the house. “I’m going to find Jesus” he told me. “When I do, I’ll bring him to our home and our daughter will be well again. She won’t die if we get Jesus to pray for her or lay hands on her. Be strong, I’ll be back soon. I’ll find him.” I held my daughter close as I reminisced and wondered if the words my husband spoke were true.

“But Jairus, what if you don’t find him or someone else gets there before you? You know how sought after the rabbi is, what would we then do?” I had asked him, disappointment and uncertainty written over my whole face.
“I will find him my love and I’ll bring him to our home, don’t think I wouldn’t find him, keep seeing us walking into our home and our child well again. We have to hope for the best, we’ve no other choice. We can’t just sit down and watch our daughter die.”
“Certainly not! I forbid it Jairus”
“So let me be on my way, I’ll be back with Jesus.”

Jairus was gone all morning. Early afternoon came but Jairus hadn’t returned with Jesus and now Hadizza came with her panic information. My daughter was slowly slipping away. Tears welled in my eyes as they trickled down my face. I placed my daughter down on the bed and cleaned my eyes.”Jairus where are you? I muttered to myself. “You’re supposed to be here with Jesus, our daughter’s supposed to well by now. Where are you?” I stood and looked out the window of my daughter’s room hoping to see them afar off but couldn’t catch sight of them.What was I to do now? What would Jairus have done?

“We have to hope for the best, we’ve no other choice.We can’t just sit down and watch our daughter die.”

I remembered his words. He would have hoped for the best. I had to do the same. I went back to my daughter on the bed and lifted her hand. “Lydia, you will be well again, you will not die, your father and Jesus are coming just for you, Oh Lydia, we’ll be together again, and we’ll have fun together again… I love you so much… I raised Lydia up to hug her once again but felt no heartbeat. “Haddiza, get the doctor”! I shouted.My daughter couldn’t be dead, that’s impossible. The standby doctor arrived and checked Lydia. “I’m sorry Mrs. Jairus, we’ve lost her.” The last thing I remember is shaking my head vehemently.

I opened my eyes on my bed. I saw the doctor and Haddiza peering into my eyes. The doctor spoke. “It’s a good thing you’re awake Mrs.Jairus, I was just about to give you a sedative to knock you out for days. Please take it easy on yourself and accept my condolences. Do you want me to make arrangements for her body?” It still felt like a dream.
“Mrs. Jairus?!”
“Madame, Madame!!?” Haddiza cried.
“No, Doctor, thank you, I watched them both heave a sigh of relief. “I’ll wait for my husband.Haddiza, help me up. What’s all the noise about?”
“It’s the mourners Madame; they’ve waited all day to do this. Tears filled Haddiza’s eyes.“Where are Master and Jesus?”
“They are on their way Haddiza”. I had to comfort her.

“What’s the use Madame, Lydia is gone.”
“You are right Haddiza, send Paulinus to check for them in the city and tell Master that Lydia is dead. Jesus doesn’t have to come anymore.”
Haddiza hurried off and came back in a few minutes. She didn’t want me alone for long. The noise of the mourners sickened me. I wished I could tell them to go away but I needed Jairus’ permission for that.

“I’m going to see Lydia”, I announced to Haddiza.I knew she wouldn’t let me if she had her way but I was determined. There was a knock on my door as I was about to leave the room. I opened the door to face Paulinus trying to catch his breath as he spoke.
“The master and Jesus are on their way inspite of the fact that, that…” he couldn’t bring himself to say it.
“I understand Paulinus.”
“They will be here in a few minutes Madame.”
“Thank you.” I shut the door.
“Haddiza, does Jesus raise the dead?”
“I heard he does but I’m not too sure Madame, we’ll just have to wait and see.”
Thoughts of seeing Lydia’s dead body vanished from my mind. I wanted to see only her living body. If there was a possibility that she could be raised to life, I wanted to hold on to it. There was another rapid knock on my door. “Madame!” Paulinus called
Haddiza opened up. “Madame, Master says you should clean your face and come to Lydia’s room. He’s there with Jesus.”

I hurried to Lydia’s room and saw them there.“Your daughter’s not dead but only sleeps” He said to us. We watched expectantly.
“Wake up little girl” Jesus said. To our amazement, Lydia’s eyes fluttered open as she returned back to life. We hugged her so tight, now I think Jesus interrupted our moment of joy so we wouldn’t hug the life out of her.

“Give her food to eat as she is weak from the illness” Jesus told us.

This was how I got my Lydia back and how I learnt to lean on Jesus who makes all things possible with His wonder working power. Now I don’t lose hope when I’m faced with a hopeless situation because all I have to do is to call on Jesus and He’ll be there, right on time.




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Susan Storm Smith 16 Oct 2005
Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful .. loved it!




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