Sunday, 14 June 2015 23:11

The Faith Of Our Mothers

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The Syrophoenician Woman (Based On Mark 7:24-30)

 

She's a widow and a caricature of Phoenicia, a tiny fishing village on the outskirts of Syria

Where neighbors' tongues wag and sneaky fingers point at "mother of the possessed little girl!'

She's the Woman of Phoenicia  in Syria whom the Master calls a dog ere her daughter's healing

Her face reflects infamy, ignominy, humiliation, disgrace, and what resembles a sinner woman

Unable to bear the shame one more day, she resolves to leave home in search of health for her girl

A morose child, hearing impaired, mentally deficient, totally unresponsive to sensory stimulations

"Help my daughter," she pleads with those she meets, but none knows where or how to start

Some sneer: "Your daughter is miserably devil possessed" and others ask: "Is she worth saving?"

Refusing to give in to discouragement and be downcast, she sets out on a journey uncharted

Into enemy territory beyond Sidon where Greeks, like dogs  and infidels, are seldom welcome

For God's original plan was first and foremost to offer salvation and healing to disbelieving Jews

Though Simeon prophesied He was a light to lighten the Gentiles, and the glory of Thy people Israel

No one could daunt her resolve, and all efforts to haunt her have fallen on deaf ears

And standing outside the house where Jesus sits seeking sanctuary from the thronging crowds

The woman from Phoenicia of Syria shrieks not once but thrice:  "Have mercy on me, O Lord"

Whereupon  Jesus answers her not a word anticipating her to have a full day in court with her God

Peter, also known as Cephas, steps out of the house with left hand firmly planted on his sword

Anticipating a commotion and an opportunity to go the way of a martyr in defense of his Lord

And with feet  firmly planted in front of their Master, James and John.  Sons of Zebedee bellow

"Send her away, Lord, send her far away, for she unashamedly, embarrassingly crieth after us "

As a final solution to the widow's cries which they consider crazy, embarrassing, discomforting

To reaffirm God's plan, the Master reassures: "Bread unto the lost sheep of the house of Israel"

And making her last effort to obtain mercy, the poor widow throws herself down at Jesus' feet

She prostrates in worship, and then stands on raw knees with outstretched hands: "Lord. Help me"

And to buttress His argument, the Master declares: "Can't take children's bread and give to dogs"

Whereupon the widow persists: "True, Lord, but dogs eat crumbs that fall from master's table"

"Your faith is great," the Master congratulates her, and immediately her daughter is healed

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James Agazie Ed D

A retired college Professor  with educational backgrounds in law (JD) education (Ed.D, MA) counseling,( MS) and and mathematics.  Write on topics dealing with Nigerian families, marriages, education, and employment.