Acts 9:36 - 9:43
From the King James Version of the Bible
Acts Chapter 9
36 Now there was at Joppa a certain disciple named Tabitha, which by interpretation is called Dorcas: this woman was full of good works and almsdeeds which she did.
37 And it came to pass in those days, that she was sick, and died: whom when they had washed, they laid her in an upper chamber.
38 And forasmuch as Lydda was nigh to Joppa, and the disciples had heard that Peter was there, they sent unto him two men, desiring him that he would not delay to come to them.
39 Then Peter arose and went with them. When he was come, they brought him into the upper chamber: and all the widows stood by him weeping, and shewing the coats and garments which Dorcas made, while she was with them.
40 But Peter put them all forth, and kneeled down, and prayed; and turning him to the body said, Tabitha, arise. And she opened her eyes: and when she saw Peter, she sat up.
41 And he gave her his hand, and lifted her up, and when he had called the saints and widows, presented her alive.
42 And it was known throughout all Joppa; and many believed in the Lord.
43 And it came to pass, that he tarried many days in Joppa with one Simon a tanner.
Tabitha Tabitha was a kind and generous spirit and was raised from the dead by the apostle Peter Read Acts 9:36-43 Those Tabithas, in my life soundless souls, easing strife beyond words, beyond such grace they bless me with each embrace those Tabithas, they have a plan written before the world began stories written by God, our light revealing hope that will surely excite those Tabithas, in all their glory breathe peace across every story beneath each struggle for belief there is a gentle that brings relief those Tabithas, they sing their songs leaving the past, with all its wrongs silencing the grief of what once was stirring the feelings, offering pause those Tabithas, with prayers and praise uplift the burdened, with love to amaze bringing light to the darkest shadows reminding hearts there is ONE who knows… whatever happens, wherever we go with love this alive, we’ll always grow – with love this gentle, there is a flow revealing a Savior we long to know All those Tabithas who touch the soul reaching through the fear to make one whole these are the hearts who are made of pure gold these are the souls who make our love bold All those Tabithas, who glisten and glow They are the ones to whom we owe A debt of gratitude, because in their shadow We know what it is to meet with love so… Amazing, beyond the heart’s hope – a love That could only have come from God above!
Can you tell me about a “Tabitha” in your own life?
Was she like the “Tabitha” who Peter raised?
Are you a “Tabitha” to anyone - a friend, advisor, helper?