This post is part of the Five Minute Friday link up. We write for 5 minutes on a prompt without any heavy editing and see what happens. Today’s prompt is “touch.”
All she thought she needed was to touch the hem of His robe. She knew that He had healed others and she had waited a long, long time for God to heal her from her affliction.
The crowds pressed in, but she pushed through and reached out her hand.
Just a touch.
Just His robe.
That would be enough.
And it was. She knew as soon as she touched him that she was healed. She felt the effects in her body.
And He felt the effects in His. “Somebody touched Me,” He said to His disciples.
The disciples shrugged it off. The crowds were tight around them. Of course someone touched Him. How could they not.
But He knew it was different. He knew that someone with faith had purposely reached out to Him, longing to be healed.
He stopped, He saw the woman, and He reached out to her. “And when the woman saw that she was not hidden, she came trembling, and falling down before him declared in the presence of all the people why she had touched him, and how she had been immediately healed. And he said to her, ‘Daughter, your faith has made you well; go in peace'” Luke 8:47-48.
Jesus sees you. Reach out in faith. He doesn’t always bring physical healing, we know that. But He will always bring peace.
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