It’s one of the shortest healing exchanges we read about.

But Christ’s interaction with Peter’s mother-in-law is quiet and powerful!

“And when Jesus was come into Peter’s house, he saw his wife’s mother laid, and sick of a fever.

“And he touched her hand, and the fever left her: and she arose, and ministered unto them.” (Matthew 8:14-15)

As far as the record shows, no words were exchanged.

(Of course, it’s possible there were, but I like to imagine there weren’t.) ⁣

Maybe she wanted to be healed in her heart, but she couldn’t voice that.

She didn’t want to sound selfish or self-important. ⁣

“And Jesus listening can hear the songs I cannot sing”.

But Jesus saw her, blessed her, and she was healed. ⁣

What an intimate, compassionate moment! ⁣

And then what did she do?

She ministered.

She probably spoke to them and testified of our Savior. That is amazing.

But I also think of another definition of the word “minister.”

One that we are probably more familiar with.

I like to think she lived a beautiful, healthy life filled with serving others after this point. 

She used her silent healing to go and do even more of God’s will.

She was healed and chose to use her healing to become an extension of the Savior.

Just like this important woman, we can choose to ask for blessings and then use those blessings to go out and bless others!

In this way, Jesus knows He is healing more than one person when He blesses us.

Heal.

And then minister.

Happy Studying!

-Cali Black

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