Lately life has proven to be a bit challenging. Someone whom I love deeply has hurt me deeply. Two people I love so much have been very ill. Work pressures. Financial concerns. My own sickness that won't go away. It could be worse I know, but it still hurts really badly. If I am holding on, it's not by much. When you are hurting...it's true. You want others to hurt too, just as much as you do. It's not fair that I have to hurt so much. I know you know what I mean...if, after all, you are a living breathing flawed human like myself.
I am squeezed, pressed, boiling over....and it's evident that while I am still holding on, it's not to the right things. Fear, anger, doubt, confusion..... when you hold onto those things nothing good can come of it.
I keep getting reminded of the woman who reached toward Jesus in hopes of holding on to at least a thread of his garment. That reaching gave her the greatest sense of hope...despite that she was in a very hurting situation. She knew that a brush with his clothing would bring amazing changes to her life.
I need just a thread of your garment Jesus so that I too may let go and only hold on to You.
I reach.
I hope.
I love You Lord.
As Jesus was on his way, the crowds almost crushed him. And a woman was there who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years, but no one could heal her. She came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak, and immediately her bleeding stopped. "Who touched me?" Jesus asked. When they all denied it, Peter said, "Master, the people are crowding and pressing against you." But Jesus said, "Someone touched me; I know that power has gone out from me. Then the woman, seeing that she could not go unnoticed, came trembling and fell at his feet. In the presence of all the people, she told why she had touched him and how she had been instantly healed. Then he said to her, "Daughter, your faith has healed you. Go in peace."
Mark 5:42-48
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