Scripture reading: Mark 5:21–34

Touché

For she said, “If I touch even his garments, I will be made well.” (Mark 5:28)

 

My story would not matter much If I had lived without his touch; But when he came into my town

He turned my world all upside down.

Nothing’s ever been the same Since I first called his holy Name.

 

If you had looked inside my soul You would have found a gaping hole.

And in that pit of dark despair I felt I didn’t have a prayer.

My doctors tried in vain to find A cure to bring me peace of mind.

 

But when my options all were tried, And faith was gone and hope had died, I felt that I had reached my end,

The grave would be a welcomed friend. “Just let me die,” I weakly said,

“Things would be best if I were dead.”

 

And then he stepped onto my street; I almost thought he hoped we’d meet! My friends said he had power to save;

The words gave strength and made me brave.

I said a prayer and made a vow, “I’ll try this Jesus . . . try him now!”

 

I crept in silence through the crowd My lips were sealed, my head was bowed.

 

1 The imagined testimony of the woman who found healing by touching the hem of Jesus’ garment.

 

My desperation now was such, Nothing mattered but the touch. When I made contact, then I knew What faith in Jesus Christ can do!

 

If you, dear friend, are here today With hopes and dreams all swept away.

There’s one more option left to try Reach out as he is passing by. Nothing really matters much Until you feel the Master’s touch!

 

 

Shackled by a heavy burden, ’neath a load of guilt and shame;

then the hand of Jesus touched me, and now I am no longer the same.

—Bill Gaither

 

point to ponder • Jesus did not come to start a new religion, but rather to offer a new relationship.

prayer focus • Someone desperately needing a touch from God.