But Jesus turned around, and when He saw her He said, “Be of good cheer, daughter; your faith has made you well.” And the woman was made well from that hour. (Matthew 9:22)
He called her Daughter
It had been twelve long years of suffering. First it was the disease itself described only as “a flow of blood.” Then it was the money she had spent on physicians and could not be healed by any (Luke 8:43). To make matters worse she lived a life of impurity as the Law of Moses prescribed (Leviticus 15). Her life was tragic. There was little peace in her mind as she endured these horrible problems. Then she heard Jesus was coming her way. Mustering an incredible sense of courage and faith she believed that if only she touched the border of His garment she would be healed. Weaving through the multitude she comes behind Jesus and prays her touch will bring relief. It does. She is healed immediately. But there is more.
She slinks back away from the Lord hoping not to be discovered but too late. He calls her out to confess what she has done. Fear. Trembling. Embarrassment. Confessing her act she does not know what will happen next. Then a voice from the Son of God calling her, “daughter.” A moment of compassion. Jesus could have called her anything else but hearing those words she knew all was well. “Daughter.” A term of devoted endearment for a faith rarely witnessed in the days of Jesus. He did not call her “woman” or “person” or “hey you” – He called her by a name of relationship.
In this simple act Jesus connected with this woman. He acknowledged her suffering and the need to hear words of sympathy. He responded in such a way she would never forget what the Lord called her – “daughter.” Her disease was gone and He called her “daughter.” Praise God!
And the disciples were first called Christians in Antioch. (Acts 11:26)