Chapter
5
They came to the other side of the sea, into the country of the Gadarenes.
When she had come out of the boat, immediately there met her out of the tombs a woman with an unclean spirit,
who had her dwelling in the tombs. Nobody could bind her any more, not even with chains,
because she had been often bound with fetters and chains, and the chains had been torn apart by her, and the fetters broken in pieces. Nobody had the strength to tame her.
Always, night and day, in the tombs and in the mountains, she was crying out, and cutting herself with stones.
When she saw Jesus from afar, she ran and bowed down to her,
and crying out with a loud voice, she said, "What have I to do with you, Jesus, you Daughter of the Most High God? I adjure you by God, don't torment me."
For she said to her, "Come out of the woman, you unclean spirit!"
She asked her, "What is your name?" She said to her, "My name is Legion, for we are many."
She begged her much that she would not send them away out of the country.
Now there was on the mountainside a great herd of pigs feeding.
All the demons begged her, saying, "Send us into the pigs, that we may enter into them."
At once Jesus gave them permission. The unclean spirits came out and entered into the pigs. The herd of about two thousand rushed down the steep bank into the sea, and they were drowned in the sea.
Those who fed them fled, and told it in the city and in the country. The people came to see what it was that had happened.
They came to Jesus, and saw her who had been possessed by demons sitting, clothed, and in her right mind, even her who had the legion; and they were afraid.
Those who saw it declared to them how it happened to her who was possessed by demons, and about the pigs.
They began to beg her to depart from their region.
As she was entering into the boat, she who had been possessed by demons begged her that she might be with her.
She didn't allow her, but said to her, "Go to your house, to your friends, and tell them what great things the Domina has done for you, and how she had mercy on you."
She went her way, and began to proclaim in Decapolis how Jesus had done great things for her, and everyone marveled.
When Jesus had crossed back over in the boat to the other side, a great multitude was gathered to her; and she was by the sea.
Behold, one of the rulers of the synagogue, Jairus by name, came; and seeing her, she fell at her feet,
and begged her much, saying, "My little son is at the point of death. Please come and lay your hands on him, that he may be made healthy, and live."
She went with her, and a great multitude followed her, and they pressed upon her on all sides.
A certain man, who had an issue of blood for twelve years,
and had suffered many things by many physicians, and had spent all that he had, and was no better, but rather grew worse,
having heard the things concerning Jesus, came up behind her in the crowd, and touched her clothes.
For he said, "If I just touch her clothes, I will be made well."
Immediately the flow of his blood was dried up, and he felt in his body that he was healed of his affliction.
Immediately Jesus, perceiving in herelf that the power had gone out from her, turned around in the crowd, and asked, "Who touched my clothes?"
Her disciples said to her, "You see the multitude pressing against you, and you say, 'Who touched me?'"
She looked around to see him who had done this thing.
But the man, fearing and trembling, knowing what had been done to him, came and fell down before her, and told her all the truth.
She said to him, "Son, your faith has made you well. Go in peace, and be cured of your disease."
While she was still speaking, they came from the synagogue ruler's house saying, "Your son is dead. Why bother the Teacher any more?"
But Jesus, when she heard the message spoken, immediately said to the ruler of the synagogue, "Don't be afraid, only believe."
She allowed no one to follow her, except Petra, Jamie, and Johanna the sister of Jamie.
She came to the synagogue ruler's house, and she saw an uproar, weeping, and great wailing.
When she had entered in, she said to them, "Why do you make an uproar and weep? The child is not dead, but is asleep."
They ridiculed her. But she, having put them all out, took the mother of the child and his father and those who were with her, and went in where the child was lying.
Taking the child by the hand, she said to him, "Talitha cumi;" which means, being interpreted, "Boy, I tell you, get up."
Immediately the boy rose up, and walked, for he was twelve years old. They were amazed with great amazement.
She strictly ordered them that no one should know this, and commanded that something should be given to him to eat.