Thursday, August 21, 2014
Poem: Let Me Touch His Garment
Many doctors had failed to heal her; her wealth was gone; unable to cope, seemingly having no options left, she… faced the idea of being bereft of hope. A difficult issue of continual bleeding, had bothered this woman for twelve years; purposely maneuvering through the crowd, she hoped to meet Christ, and draw near. “If only, I could physically touch Him, my personal need can be forever met.” Summoning the last of her inner strength, she pressed onward without any regret. Her health was dramatically worsening and drastic action was now required; since Christ was visibly close by, perhaps healing she urgently desired would become available to her this day.