Lunging for Our Healer
Just then, a woman who had been subject to bleeding for twelve years came up behind him and touched the edge of his cloak. She said to herself, “If I only touch his cloak, I will be healed.” Jesus turned and saw her. “Take heart, daughter,” he said, “your faith has healed you.” And the woman was healed from that moment. Matthew 9:20-22
I am the woman with the issue of blood. Except I am the woman with the issue of doubt. I am the woman with the issue of sin, with the issue of flesh, with the issue of forgetfulness. I am a woman who wants to snap my arms shut and protect, fold my arms tight around this chest to guard my heart that is still so raw and exposed from being broken. I want to gather these children to myself and shelter them from the ugly hurt of this world.
But I can’t fold my arms and simultaneously reach out for my Savior. I spring for the hands of the people I love--my family and my children and my friends--not wanting to leave them and yearning to protect them, but I cannot hold on to them and hold on to Jesus at the same time. Besides, I don’t want the people I love reaching out for me – for these weak hands that are not always reliable! I want them reaching for their Healer, the One who scoops them up in perfect love that does not disappoint.
There are many idols we cling to in our world, many things we grasp for because we are paralyzed by our fears. But I want to be like the sick woman, fixed on Jesus, lunging toward Him with the thought, “If only I touch His cloak…” And I wanted you to know today, that you are worth it. He fights for you. You reach, and He bends, He cups your face in His hands and He says, “Take heart. Be healed. I am for you.”
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