there’s a beautiful portion of Scripture that never fails to leave me just a little bit breathless & a lotta bit refreshed. it never fails to ground my soul deeper into the sweetest Foundation and put my heart to flight. seriously you guys. this is one conversation I am PUMPED to have with you, fam!

check this out from Mark chapter 5…

there came from the ruler’s house some who said, “Your daughter is dead. Why trouble the Teacher any further?” But overhearing what they said, Jesus said to the ruler of the synagogue, “Do not fear, only believe.” …and Jesus saw a commotion, people weeping and wailing loudly. And when he had entered, he said to them, “Why are you making a commotion and weeping? The child is not dead but sleeping.” And they laughed at him. But he put them all outside and took the child’s father and mother and those who were with him and went in where
the child was. Taking her by the hand he said to her, “Talitha cumi,” which means, “Little girl, I say to you, arise.” And immediately the girl got up and began walking, and they were immediately overcome with amazement.

okay. lots, lots, lots to unpack here. (major understatement, amiright?) 😉 let’s tackle this.

we’re walking into a family in crisis here. there’s a little girl who is dying, and her family is terrified.




ever been there in the total chaos of the soul? ever been there in the dying or the deadness of your spirit? they come to Jesus, but when they arrive back at the house, their daughter is dead…

all looks hopeless.

dreams shattered.

future ruined.

heart disoriented.

and then there’s Jesus. and he brings the calm, because to him, to the vicious strength of His grace, death is only sleep. in His stance & presence there is only steadiness & hope, and the sheer contrast that is Divine Love staring down grief at a terror that cannot be undone, causes the onlookers to laugh with incredulousness.

with faithlessness.

with skepticism.

with masked fear & with hidden insecurities.

Jesus knows this (because Jesus is always sensitive to the things hidden between the lines) and creates a barrier of peace & intimacy around the family’s grieving in which He can do His work with beauty and gentleness. He steps into their world and into their home & He carries their sadness even as He works to dissipate it.


and here’s the loveliness: so picture this with me, okay sister. put yourself on that cot on the floor, all emptied out of life. (maybe it doesn’t take much picturing… maybe you’re already there...) and a warm hand reaches out to yours- solid, steady, serene. and there are the words, now.

little girl, arise.”

and with the words come flooding back the breath. the breath that surges through your lungs, burns through every vein, puts the solidity back in each & every one of your bones. with the words come the healing that settles in your gut like a warm meal and flutters your eyelids like the first love you ever felt.

little girl, arise.”

it speaks to the smallest & most primitive need to be wanted. loved. reached for.

little girl, arise.

there it is… a remembrance of your gentle pulse & blazing birthright. the sweet re-beginning of Divine Love tingling through your fingertips.


this is healing.

this is life.

this is a reminder of the new promise of life & the severe sweetness that is a raging, pulsing, screaming-through-your-cells grace.

this is the beginning of a story you didn’t know you were meant to live.

because this is what Jesus does. He takes your brokenness & makes your healing the cause of the world’s amazement. this is who He is. this is what you are.

you, sister, and your magnificent becoming, are cause for excitement & awe. you have been made whole and holy, and this remaking is your Divine delight, your heaven-tinted humanity. this is the claim & right you hold to beauty.

you, sister, have been made a beacon for healing & grace. you’re a flashing neon sign directing the desirous aching souls to hope.

stand & walk forward in your healing. in your interaction with the intimate Divine.  in your re-invented birthright.

be who you’ve been healed for.

little girl, arise. 

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