Matthew 9:21– She said to herself, “If I only touch his cloak, I will be healed.”
I’m not a football fan. However, when I was in junior high and high school, my friends and I “watched” the Arizona State Sun Devils play from our seats in the End Zone. We were affectionately called “THE KNOT HOLE GANG.”
Although I wasn’t crazy about the game, I sure did like the players.
Back in those days, fans were allowed to form a line on each side of the entrance where the players came onto the field. We were close enough that we could reach out and touch an arm or the sleeve of a uniform. We got goosebumps every time.
I also loved movies. On a trip to Hollywood as a young adult, I remember swooning when Clint Eastwood shook my hand.
A young man puts his arm around his girlfriend’s shoulders—a loving touch.
A mother hold’s her sobbing child—a caring touch.
A concert pianist poises his hands above the black and white keys. The audience waits for—the touch of the master.
Two young men shake hands after an argument—the touch of friendship.
As incredible as each of these is, I can’t help but ask myself, “What would it be like to be touched by Jesus?”
In the book of Matthew, a woman declared that she knew she’d be healed just by touching the hem Jesus’s garment!
She wasn’t a groupie or a young child idolizing a sports star. This was a serious situation.
She needed healing.
She knew she needed Jesus.
What about you?
Will you open your heart to be touched by Jesus? Allow his healing touch to make you whole again?
But, you say, Jesus doesn’t always choose to heal…
True.
Physical healing may not be in His plan for your life…or your loved ones’ lives.
But, He does want to heal your brokenness. He wants to use the disappointments and tragedies of our earthly lives to bring us to a place of dependance on Him. He wants to carry us through the troubled times, supporting us with His strength.
He wants us to grow in our faith in Him. The kind of faith that believes He knows what is best for us and we trust Him to see us through…and to work out the difficulties we face for “the good of those who love Him and are called according to His good purpose.”
I have faith in a chair to hold me.
I have faith in my car to start each morning.
I have faith in my phone to keep me in touch with my family and friends.
But, I exercise my faith when I sit in the chair, turn the key in the ignition, and dial the phone.
Come to Him…in faith…believing.
Release control to Him…and experience His promises at work in your life.
Touch the hem of His garment.
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Good thoughts, Brenda. Having faith vs. exercising that faith!
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This is beautiful, Brenda! Thank you!
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