DEAR MRS. NOAH  |  11 What did you think He was going to do—rescind the miracle? No wonder you trembled with fear. I can only imagine what it must have been like to look into His eyes and see the depth of love there—to hear His sweet voice saying, “Don’t be afraid. Everything is going to be all right. You were healed because of your faith. Go in peace.” Oh, to see Him with human eyes and hear with your own ears the sound of His voice speaking peace to your heart. Do you have any idea who He is? He is the one who created the universe—the great God almighty. He’s the one who hung the stars in the heaven—who rounded the hills in the hollow of His hand. He’s the one who came to earth a fragile babe, who grew to manhood teaching, healing, loving. He is the promised Savior of the world, the Rose of Sharon, the Lily of the Valley, the one who speaks peace to the raging sea—the one who speaks peace to the troubled heart. And oh, my dear, He healed you. He called you “daughter.” And I am sure (though none of the gospel writers—all men—recorded it), He called you by name—Elizabeth. Elizabeth—Hebrew Elishaba—“The Lord is good fortune.” REFLECTING What is the most difficult situation you have ever experienced? Have you ever experienced despair? Can you think of some words that describe how that felt? To whom did you turn for comfort and/or support during the time of despair?