In the small, often forgotten town of Nain, Jesus encountered a scene of deep mourning, a funeral procession for a widow’s only son. But Jesus acted with compassion and did what no one would have expected. He touched the coffin and spoke, “Young man, I say unto thee, Arise.” and the formerly dead son sat up and began to speak.

This miraculous moment amazed the city, the funeral procession turned into a celebration. Word quickly spread across the surrounding region. Nain, a small town, was renowned as the place where death bowed to the command of Life Himself.

Jesus walked into grief, into hopelessness, but he reversed the irreversible. In Nain, Joshua 1:3 was fulfilled yet again, the earth that had been dominated by death and mourning was taken over by the Ever-Living God.
 

 

 

 

 

 

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Today, Nain resides on the Galilean hills, a tiny village still largely concealed from the eyes of the world. But its soil carries the memory of something eternal. Though time has weathered its stones, the miracle that happened there is still remembered. There is no place that is too small, no pain too deep, no situation too minute, and no loss too final for Jesus to intervene. When the Savior walks into a situation, death gives way to life, and sorrow is not the end of the story.