Mary of Nain-Luke 7

My name is Mary and I am from Nain. My aunt had an encounter with Jesus of Nazareth. My cousin died the day he came to town and my family carried him out to the gates of the city. I was following them, walking and mourning with my dear aunt. Jesus saw her and said “Don’t cry” (vs.13). He then touched the coffin and spoke again. He commanded my cousin to get up! He was dead…I did not think that he would, I knew that he would not get up, but still I had hope. I never believed the things that people said about Jesus. I thought it to be impossible the “miracles” He preformed. However, right before my eyes, my cousin sat up and started to speak! Never have I been so happy, not only was my cousin alive and well again, but I have found the Messiah. From that point on, I have not left Jesus’ side. Everywhere He went, I went as well. At each place where I met new people, I told them of the miraculous deed He preformed for my family and word spread all throughout Judea. My family will never forget that day, I remember them saying “A great prophet has appeared among us. God has come to help his people” (vs.16).

After that, we left and were approached by a group of people who asked Jesus if He was the “one to come” (vs.19). They said John the Baptist sent them. Can you believe it? John the Baptist! After they asked, Jesus began to heal people and cast out demons from them. He then instructed the people to go and tell John what they had seen. After they left, Jesus spoke to the rest of us; He is such an amazing public speaker. Those stubborn Pharisees and “experts in the law” (vs.30) did not accept Jesus’ words as truth or God’s way as right. I suppose that was evident since they followed but had not been baptized by John the Baptist like the rest of us. Jesus made it very clear that night that He is the one true God, our Savior and Messiah.

We continued on our journey, and one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him. While He was inside, a woman entered the house, and brought in a jar of perfume. She then started to weep, so I have been told, wiping His feet with her hair, washing them with her tears. In the house of the Pharisee, Jesus forgave the woman for all of her misdeeds; she treated Him better than the Pharisee did. She sought out the Lord, washed His feet whereas the host of dinner did not wash His feet, which he should have done since it is customary to do so. She wanted forgiveness and humbled herself to get it.