If I Could Just ...
touch the hem of Your cloak. That was all I wanted to do that day~just reach out and touch Your garment, and then disappear into the crowd unnoticed.
But You would not let it end there. You knew, in the midst of that maddening crowd that someone not only touched You, but also unleashed Your power.
You turned to find me standing there. Meeting Your penetrating gaze, I could not help but tell You the whole of my story.
With more love and mercy than I had ever seen in anyone's eyes, You assured me that my faith in You had healed me. And now I can go and live my life in You~ a life that bears witness to that one healing Touch.