I remember being in the room when the doctor told my mother she had terminal cancer, and again at that same hospital when she breathed her last. I understand those times when we lose all but hope. My mother was given less than six months to live at the time of her diagnosis, but she lived 22. Hope is a powerful tool in the hands and hearts of those who believe. The widow in today's gospel had lost it all, then she was given hope ("Do not weep.") and her world was born anew. No matter how much you lose, never let anyone or anything take away your hope. The world may end tomorrow, but I hope not. With hope all things become possible and we are given wings to fly as high as we dare.
Luke 7:11-17
Soon after healing the centurion's slave, Jesus went to a town called Nain, and his disciples and a large crowd went with him. As he approached the gate of the town, a man who had died was being carried out. He was his mother's only son, and she was a widow; and with her was a large crowd from the town. When the Lord saw her, he had compassion for her and said to her, "Do not weep." Then he came forward and touched the bier, and the bearers stood still. And he said, "Young man, I say to you, rise!" The dead man sat up and began to speak, and Jesus gave him to his mother. Fear seized all of them; and they glorified God, saying, "A great prophet has risen among us!" and "God has looked favorably on his people!" This word about him spread throughout Judea and all the surrounding country.
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