Jesus was traveling near Tyre and Sidon in Gentile country. A woman met Him desperate for His help. Her daughter was demon-possessed, experiencing unrelenting torment.
She was the kind of mother who would go to any lengths to find help for her daughter. It didn’t matter that Jesus was a Jew and she wasn’t. She prostrated herself and begged.
Frantic. Helpless. Pleading.
Matthew 15:23 says, “Then His disciples urged Him to send her away. ‘Tell her to go away,’ they said. ‘She is bothering us with all her begging.'” (NLT)
Read it again. It broke my heart when I read it.
‘We have an agenda. We have a program. We have important ministry to do. How do you expect us to get any of that done with all this groveling going on?’
They would have left the girl in the bondage of torment. They would have shown the woman that Jesus didn’t come for her after all. And they wouldn’t have lost any sleep over it.
May God forgive our annoyance with the very ones Jesus shed His blood for.