By Kimberley Stokely
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(biblical text Matthew 9:20-22)
One: For twelve years I lived alone, apart from my family.
Two: I was alone, on the streets. Outcast from my family.
ONE: Outcast. Unclean. I had spent everything I had, everything I could beg from my husband, on doctors. No one could cure me.
TWO: I had spent everything I had, everything my parents had, on drugs.
Nothing could take away the pain.
I was tired.
I was sick.
ONE: I was alone.
TWO: I was alone.
ONE: Then I heard about a man. A prophet, a healer. Miracles.
TWO: Then someone came to the underpass where I slept with the other addicts. They told me about Jesus, they said he could help me.
ONE: I couldn’t ask him to touch me. He was holy. I was unclean. No
one had touched me in twelve years.
TWO: I said “I can’t go to church, I’m not clean.”
ONE: But I knew...I had faith...if I could just touch the hem of his
robe. He could heal me!
TWO: But I went. I thought, maybe if I could just stand in the
back of the church, maybe this Jesus would at least strike me dead. End my pain.
ONE: I waited until a huge crowd had gathered and then I forced
my way up to him.
TWO: They talked about forgiveness. They sang a song about healing.
ONE: I pretended to trip and then reached out to touch the
hem of his robe. The crowd stepped over me. They didn’t
even see me there.
TWO: I cried out to Jesus in my head, “Is it too late? Can you forgive
me? Can you heal my pain?”
ONE: But Jesus stopped among the crowd. He turned and looked
right at me
TWO: For a moment there was silence
ONE: “Take heart daughter” Daughter? No one had called me daughter, or mother or wife in so long. “Your faith has made you well!”
TWO: Then I heard a voice, “My precious daughter, I can forgive you. I will.”
ONE: And I felt it, even at that moment
TWO: And I knew right then
TOGETHER: I was whole
ONE: Because he called me
TOGETHER: Because he loved me.
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