Just reading about Jesus being mobbed but somehow, in the
midst, recognising that power has gone out from him for healing. And he turns
and gives the poor, embarrassed woman his full attention and healing.
I’ve had a very busy weekend with more people around me than
usual. People I love and people I want to spend time with, so they get the
priority I want to give them. But by the end of the weekend I feel drained.
I need to learn how to reach out in the crowd and touch
Jesus’ robe. The woman didn’t receive her healing when she was closeted in her
prayer window, alone with God for hours of peaceful worship. She received it in
the midst of a crowd, while Jesus had a pressing agenda to get to a dying girl.
This day, as I head out once more and the busyness
continues, I reach out to touch your garment, Jesus, and receive your power and
love.
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