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Today's Message:
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"And He said to her, "Daughter, be of good
cheer; your faith has made you well. Go in
peace." Luke 8:48
There's just something about a touch -- both given
and received. Note the next time you are in the
presence of a newborn baby. Everyone wants to touch
it. Men will rub the soft cheeks with the back of a
finger. Women will touch the child with the front of
a finger. All make comments about how soft the newborn
skin is. That feel is the closest to perfection man
will ever know on earth! We all like to be touched.
The human touch is more than a contact, it is an
emotional link.
The woman in today's verse was no different. All she
wanted to do was touch Jesus. She didn't want to talk
to Him. She didn't want to shake His hand. She didn't
even want Him to know she did it. All she wanted was
to touch the hem of His garment! The unusual thing
about this was that she was an "unclean" woman, shunned
by society. She had been sick for years. Everyone knew
her. Everyone stayed away from her. If they had realized
she was there, she could have been stoned to death for
her social infraction. Still she persisted. She pressed
her way through the potentially hostile crowd. She finally
reached the back side of Jesus, reached down, and touched
Him. Her intention was to slip away silently, but Jesus
stopped. "Who touched me?" He asked. In that crowd, many
people touched Him. They were all grabbing for Him.
But this touch was different. It was not a greedy touch.
It was not a pushing touch. It was a touch of faith. Who
touched Him? Who could tell? But He knew. He wanted to
talk to the individual. Shyly, fearfully, the little,
sick woman stepped forward. "I touched you, sir." "Daughter,
your faith has made you well; go in peace." Her faith --
because she said "If only I could touch the hem of His
garment." Her faith -- to fight the crowd. Her faith --
that Jesus could do something for her. Her faith -- had
made her well.
How about you. Do you need a touch from Jesus? Are you
one of those who are reaching just to get a touch of
the hand. Are you one of those who are bumping into
Him? Or are you willing to just get a touch of that
dirty, grimy, grass stained hem of His garment. Is
your touch greed? Or is it a touch of faith. Jesus
knows the difference. Let your faith make you whole!
Hallelujah, Amen.
Today's Message:
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"And He said to her, "Daughter, be of good
cheer; your faith has made you well. Go in
peace." Luke 8:48
There's just something about a touch -- both given
and received. Note the next time you are in the
presence of a newborn baby. Everyone wants to touch
it. Men will rub the soft cheeks with the back of a
finger. Women will touch the child with the front of
a finger. All make comments about how soft the newborn
skin is. That feel is the closest to perfection man
will ever know on earth! We all like to be touched.
The human touch is more than a contact, it is an
emotional link.
The woman in today's verse was no different. All she
wanted to do was touch Jesus. She didn't want to talk
to Him. She didn't want to shake His hand. She didn't
even want Him to know she did it. All she wanted was
to touch the hem of His garment! The unusual thing
about this was that she was an "unclean" woman, shunned
by society. She had been sick for years. Everyone knew
her. Everyone stayed away from her. If they had realized
she was there, she could have been stoned to death for
her social infraction. Still she persisted. She pressed
her way through the potentially hostile crowd. She finally
reached the back side of Jesus, reached down, and touched
Him. Her intention was to slip away silently, but Jesus
stopped. "Who touched me?" He asked. In that crowd, many
people touched Him. They were all grabbing for Him.
But this touch was different. It was not a greedy touch.
It was not a pushing touch. It was a touch of faith. Who
touched Him? Who could tell? But He knew. He wanted to
talk to the individual. Shyly, fearfully, the little,
sick woman stepped forward. "I touched you, sir." "Daughter,
your faith has made you well; go in peace." Her faith --
because she said "If only I could touch the hem of His
garment." Her faith -- to fight the crowd. Her faith --
that Jesus could do something for her. Her faith -- had
made her well.
How about you. Do you need a touch from Jesus? Are you
one of those who are reaching just to get a touch of
the hand. Are you one of those who are bumping into
Him? Or are you willing to just get a touch of that
dirty, grimy, grass stained hem of His garment. Is
your touch greed? Or is it a touch of faith. Jesus
knows the difference. Let your faith make you whole!
Hallelujah, Amen.