Women

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I have been waiting for Him to enter our town. I heard of the miracles; healing the lame, driving out demons, and bringing the dead back to life! I have not seen the miracles or this Jesus; however the ones who had, spoke of Him with such amazement. Their eyes were brightly shining like emeralds in sunlight, as they shared their stories about Him. They inspired me to see this Jesus for myself.
“Could this be my chance for healing? Is it silly for me to believe this Teacher, Prophet, Healer may be my only hope?” The Doctors have given up hope in finding a cure for my rare blood disease and I have no more money for another doctor.” I thought.
As Jesus passed through town, the people were desperate to be near Him. The crowd was becoming out of control. They started to close in on Him as if to crush Him. I knew this would be my only chance. I am so weak but I have to squeeze my way through the multitude so I can get close to Him. I caught a glimpse of Him through a small opening in the crowd. A strength I had not known for twelve years came over me. “I must get through. If I can just touch Him, I know He can heal me. Even if it is just the hem of His garment, I KNOW HE CAN HEAL ME!” I have never spoken like this before. Is this faith I have within me? I believe He can heal me! I know if I just touch Him, He can heal me if He chooses.”
Reaching through the sea of people, I manage to touch the hem of His garment as He passed by. I felt a surge of energy rush through my body as His cloak brushed my feeble hand, causing me to fall to my knees. The bleeding stopped instantly! I was healed! As I was being helped up, I heard Jesus speaking to His disciples. “Who just touched Me?” “There are people all around you, many are touching you,” said Peter. “This was different, I felt power leave me.” Jesus replied.
“I am the one who touched You Lord,” I said trembling in awe at what just took place. I fell at His feet, with my head bowed before my Sweet Jesus. I explained the reason I had touched Him and as I was speaking, He grabbed my hands and helped me to my feet. He lifted my chin so gently with His mighty, warm, calloused hands. Looking me in the eyes He said, “Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace with no more suffering.”
As others were desperate to have His full attention, He smiled at me with the most endearing smile and went on His way. My mission was to touch Him but in return, He touched me. He touched my very soul! My strength has been restored and now I must tell others what He has done for me. My Savior, my Healer, my Redeemer has come!
When we read this familiar story from a new perspective, I pray we are reminded of our first encounter with Jesus, when He touched our very soul and healed our “blood disorder”. One aspect of this story that I absolutely love, is that Jesus did not allow this woman to go unnoticed. He knew who touched Him, for He is God. He just wanted her to not be ashamed. He wanted her to proclaim the healing, so that others would know Him. If you have encountered Jesus and He has healed you, set you free from your sin, you are to proclaim that Healing to the world watching! If you have not had this encounter, start out on your mission to touch Him. He is waiting to touch your soul right where you are. Just call on Him and He will answer.

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