The Canaanite woman knew what she wanted. She was a woman on a mission. Her name isn’t given. It doesn’t need to be. She is every mother. “Lord, son of David, have mercy on me!” She cried out in agony. Like you and me, she physically experienced her child’s misery. “My daughter is suffering terribly from demon-possession.” Or “My child is suffering terribly from a broken relationship, an illness, an injury.” She would not be dissuaded. The disciples urged the Lord to send her away. The men whined, “She keeps crying after us.” That motley crew of twelve was not…

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