A shadowy figure darts in and out of the crowd. She holds her garments close for she knows it is illegal for her to be in public with an issue of blood. Having had this torment for twelve years, she is tired of it. Voices of the crowd tell her that the Master is near and she knows that miracles follow Him. Having spent all she had on physicians, she has one last hope.
Gathering all her courage, she moves farther out into the streets and away from the safety of her home. Visions of being healed dance in her mind. She knows that if she can get to Him, she will be free, and she can be one of those rejoicing. Her mind at first carries trepidation, but no, she will not allow that.
As she steps out with determination, she tries to mingle with the others who each have their own single purpose -- to come to the Master. A man pushes his way into the people, knocking her out of his way. As she is about to get closer, another shoves her back into the crowd. In the past, she became discouraged and went home, but today is different. Today, she will not be denied.
Fear tries to grip her. “What if someone recognizes me? But it has been such a long time since I could be in public, maybe not. It doesn’t matter. I’m in prison either way. Here’s my chance to be healed. Others have done it, I know. I heard the cries of joy when the little girl was brought back to life and when the blind beggar received his sight. It all had to do with the Master, Jesus. I have to touch him – I’ve got to!”
She is closer now -- too close to stop now. Pebbles begin to roll under her sandals, and she is about to fall. “No! I must . . . .” her soul screams as she takes in one last big gulp of air.
One great lunge affords her the slightest bit of contact, as with this last effort she touches just the hem of His garment. It is all she has, and she falls. Is it enough?
Jesus stops. He scans the crowd and asks, “Who touched me?”
Those with Him tell Him, “Master, the multitudes throng You, and You say, ‘Who touched Me?’”
But Jesus says, “Somebody touched me for I perceive power going out from Me.”
When the woman saw that she was not hidden, she crawled to Him trembling; As she is helped to her feet, she declares the reason she has touched Him and how she was healed immediately.
He speaks softly to her, “Be of good cheer; your faith has made you well. Go in peace.”
Fear looks back, faith looks forward. This woman was not willing to go home with her problem yet again. She knew that if she could touch Jesus, healing would be hers. She would not allow fear of anything, or anyone, and no pain or hardship to stop her this time. Her faith had grown bigger than her problem.
Looking back never gets us anywhere but where we have already been. If we are not willing to live in the past, we must step out in faith, believing what God has promised for our future.
This healing covenant was signed in blood on the cross for us, and it is viable for any need. All we have to do is to touch Him in faith.
Taken from Luke 8:43-48 (NKJV)
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