SIMON’S MOTHER-IN-LAW

 

 

 

SIMON’S MOTHER-IN-LAW

 

 

            “There’s a party tonight.”

            “Where?”

            “You know Simon?  It’s at his mother-in-law’s house.”

            “She’s sick.  I heard she was bad with a fever.  They don’t know if she’ll make it.  They must have planned the party before she got so sick.”

            “Nope.  She’s up and around.”

            “You’re kidding.”

            “Nope.  I saw her with my own eyes.”

            “Maybe she should rest a few days before she starts entertaining so she won’t have a relapse.”

            “Nope.  Simon said she got up out of her bed and went straight to the kitchen.   She has already made falafel and baklava.  They said she had just started mashing up the garbanzo beans for hummus.”

            “Oh, I love hummus with pita bread.”

            “She already started the dough for that too.”

            “How did she get well so fast?”

            “Have you heard about that guy named Jesus?”

            “Don’t you think he’s a kook?”

            “Nope.”   

            “I still think she should rest a while, maybe have the party next week.”

            “Nope.  Are you coming?”

            “I sure do like that hummus with pita bread.   Even if I’d just been healed, I think I’d take it easy a while.  I’ve had her cooking before.  Maybe she doesn’t need to rest.  I’ll be there.   By the way, do you know her name?”

            “Nope, they just call her Simon’s mother-in-law.  I’d like to be the son-in-law of someone so famous.”

 

Simon’s mother-in-law was in bed with a fever, and they told Jesus about her.  So he went to her, took her hand and helped her up.  The fever left her and she began to wait on them.   Mark 6:30-31

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Can’t you imagine Simon’s mother-in-law having a dinner party in this rock house?

 

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