What is one of your favorite New Testament stories or verses?
I cannot imagine what it must of been like. Being a woman with a disease that made her unclean to the society she lived in. A women, who already was considered second in society. With all her hope nearly spent, her faith in shambles, she was given a sliver of something to hold on to when she heard about the man Jesus. When his name was spoken, did a soft wind refill her soul? Or did cynicism, having already firmly set up home in her heart, take precedence?
Whatever her initial thought (and I often wonder what mine would have been), she pushed her way to the crowd and dared to believe, that if this man called Jesus was who he said he was, she only had to touch a piece of his robe.
Maybe it was with one last burst of hope, she reached out her hand and touched Jesus’ garment.
She knew instantly. She knew without a doubt that her body was made whole again and she was healed. Jesus then asked who had touched his robe (even though he knew) and knowing there was no way to sneak away, she came forward.
Was she fearful? Was she scared? Was she, even after miraculous healing, expecting such a beautiful response?
I’m sure Jesus looked directly in her eyes when he said, “Take heart daughter, your faith has healed you.” With those words, he gave her more hope than she could have ever imagined.
I’d like to think she ran or possibly skipped all the way home. That with each person she passed, she shared about the hope found in Jesus and did so all the days of her life.
That’s a truth we can cling to today because hope changes everything.
From Matthew 9:18-26 and Luke 8:43-48
(Question from The Daily Question)