"Remember that your experience of the cross is itself the gate into the temple of sympathy. I do not say it is your only gate into Heaven, Heaven has many temples - many mansions. You shall know by your training here what shall be your temple yonder. Perhaps yours is here an inquiring mind, there are yonder those who 'inquire in His temple." Perhaps yours is here the gift of eloquence; there are yonder those who "In His temple speak of His glory." Perhaps you have here the spirit of an artist; there are yonder those whose temple is a place in which "to behold the beauty of the Lord." But it may be that here your lot is simply to lie low -- to be prostrated on a bed of pain. That battered gate is the most beautiful of all. It is your training for the night service. It is your school for learning the art of mercy. The barrier that chains you is a rudimentary wing; one day you shall fly with it. One day it will bear you on errands of love. One day it will carry you to the spirits in prison that you may lead them to fountains of living waters. One day you shall open more doors than the angels, because you have been where they have not -- in the valley of tribulation. In the hour you call death, Christ shall take you by the hand, and on the wings of your earthly infirmity you shall arise and minister." George Matheson 

"Jesus took her by the hand and lifted her up, and immediately the fever left her, and she ministered unto them. Mk. 1:31