Miracles...

I have been reading in Genesis and Luke lately. So, today I was reading in Luke 8 which was just packed with some pretty amazing stories. The one that I have been thinking about the most though is the last one, Luke 8:40-56. It begins where a man comes and begs Jesus to come to his daughter who is 12 and dying. As they are walking a woman touches the fringe of his cloak and she is instantly healed. Jesus addresses her, but this is not where I want to focus right now. During His conversation with the woman someone from the mans house came to him and told him that his daughter had died and not to bother Jesus anymore. So they make it to this mans house and Jesus only allows Peter, John and James, the girls mom and dad to go into the house. He told them to stop weeping because she is not dead. Then He took her hand and told her to get up... and she did! Now, Jesus instructed the parents not to tell anyone about this miracle that had just taken place. This is what I have been thinking about all day. They just witnessed a miracle and then told not to say a word about it. I can only imagine how hard that would be. I wonder why Jesus tells some people to run and share the miracle with everyone and others He tells them not to say a word about it to anyone else. Maybe, some miracles are just for the person or persons that are involved. It is still a bit of a mystery to me, but I think it is pretty cool how Jesus is revealing things to me that I have not thought about before. I know this much, I am so thankful that He is still in the healing business and am so excited to see my miracle come about!